Nonaarama
| Name: | Nonaarama (no-NA-ra-ma) |
| Candidate At: | ? |
| Homeworld: | Llyr aRraanor |
| Clan: | None |
| Species: | Half Sythyn, half unknown species |
| Age: | Adult |
| Sex: | Male |
| Height: | 6'4" |
| Hair: | Dark brown with blonde streaks |
| Skin: | Dark brown-gray |
| Eyes: | Black |
| Family: | Sythwyr, half brother; Ryruraan, lover; Nashai, ward |
| Residence: | Llyr aRraanor, hold for mixed breeds in the north, currently on board a refitted cargo ship |
| Position: | Searcher, warrior, and shape-shifter |
| Description: | Nonaarama is a big man, not only tall but muscular, as well, built wide and strong. In that theme, he is all of a piece: he has big hands, big feet, thick hair, pointed ears more wide than long, and even a face, square and broad, that fits the mold. His skin is thick and tough, though not as leathery as many true sythyn, and an earthy gray-tinted brown, and his hair, loose and usually tangled down over his shoulders, is only a slightly darker shade, highlighted here and there by sun-streaks of gold. The more time he spends outside, the more golden his hair turns, though it usually remains streaky rather than lightening evenly throughout. He even tends to wear earth tones, gold and brown and green and gray. The only thing about him, in fact, not a shade seen commonly in nature are his eyes: seemingly pupilless, bottomless black. |
| Personality: | Not very talkative or very social, in some ways Nonaarama is much like the animals that he identifies with so well that he's incorporated the word for "stallion" or "bull" into his self-chosen name. He doesn't do well with strange situations or people, much more content to stay with family and already-established friends, in places he's used to. He is fairly simple in taste and thought, though not unintelligent, and doesn't like dealing with complexity or confusion; in any situation where he might have to, he tends to turn to others for clarification. His sense of loyalty is very strong, and he is protective of those he is loyal to, sometimes to extreme ends. Nonaarama is very much a physical, material person rather than a heady, thoughtful person, and is happiest when doing something with his body, like training, sparring, or even dancing. Perhaps surprisingly-- or, then again, perhaps not so surprisingly-- he is a very good dancer. |
| History: | Nonaarama's mother left him and his
half-brother, Sythwyr, when they were both very young. Nonaarama was
barely two, and Sythwyr not quite seven, when they were left in one of
the various orphanages on the world of Llyr aRraanor for halfbreed
children without any records of clan or parentage, and only a sizable
purse to be held in trust for them once they came of age and wished to
learn a trade. Nonaarama doesn't remember their mother, but Sythwyr
knows her face, though not her name. Neither of them has seen her since their abandonment, and neither of them knows who their
father is, only that neither of them have the same father. That's
obvious enough, after all, given how
very different they are.
When they came of age, first Sythwyr and then Nonaarama, both already knew, in a vague sort of sense, what they wanted to do with their lives: Nonaarama was obviously going to be a warrior, and Sythwyr a mage. Nonaarama's shape-shifting ability revealed itself rather spectacularly during his apprenticeship, however, and Sythwyr's death-oriented magics and personal interest never won him many friends. Unfortunately, that they were only halfblooded Sythyn-- and, in fact, both fairly strange individuals with stranger powers-- meant that they had trouble finding employers, so after completing apprenticeships, both returned to the same halfblood orphanage compound they had left. With a number of friends garnered there, however, and inspired by an odd trio of newcomers who felt particularly uncomfortable in the compound, they came up with a radical idea. They were, in large part, the results of Searches, or the offspring of those Searched mixed breeds. Who could be better to Search out others, therefore, than themselves? It took a lot of effort to procure a ship capable of leaving the solar system-- and even then, it was not a Searcher or even Hunter vessel, but a cargo ship-- and even more to obtain the necessary permits, but at last the little group proclaimed themselves the first non-pureblooded Search team and set out on their new mission. They haven't been out for very long, and are still quite excited about it all. |
| Abilities: | Nonaarama is, first and foremost, a warrior
and a guardian. That is what he enjoys, and what he has wanted to be for
as long as he can remember. He has been trained in or has trained himself in
various styles of weaponry, hand-to-hand styles, and personal and
small-group tactics.
He is strong and quick, and surprisingly agile for one of his size and
weight.
The only magic Nonaarama possesses is very physical, as well: he is a full shape-shifter, able to take on a wide variety of forms but with a particularly affinity for animal forms. However, the shape change is complete, and he loses control of his mind and self when he changes. He takes on the mind of whatever he has shaped himself into. Only if he shifts into something sentient does he actually keep his mind, but that's a fairly rare change. Usually, as well, he can only change back into himself when he has run out of magical energy to sustain the shape-change, for he forgets what he really is, and so doesn't think to change back until he either has no choice and looses control of the foreign form, or is very clearly reminded by someone else. |
| Theme: | ? |
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