bloodless & pale...

NADIRA is the timeless essence of her fairy tale kind. She is a flawless alabaster canvas, with transfixing azul pools, depthless as the sea. Set opposite of each other, they give her superb peripheral vision. Her ivory horn spirals three feet in length from her brow, emanating a pearly iridescent glow. It is as light as titanium and is twice the resilience of steel. Placed on a slender, lustrous nape, the features of her visage are delicately structured, but efficiently fabricated, leaving no room in her small cranium for hot air. Her exquisite muzzle lends to an unfathomable sense of redolence, while her frail ears capture every resonating melodic note. Her compact torso speaks of stealth and strength, while her muscles move with grace, like an ocean’s tide, underneath a velvety fur coat. Her hide, taunt, glistens with a luxurious healthy sheen. The moon encases her frame, under the magic of the diamond encrusted night sky. She only stands at fourteen-two, but withholds a heart greater and fiercer in size. Sturdy limbs extend from her bodice with simple eloquence, carrying her with sophisticated poise. And golden, cloven hooves keep her hoof falls silenced, lending her the ability to advance upon the land like a figment of your imagination. Milky strands of silk make up her mane and tail, while her bangs wrap themselves around her petite ears and her ivory horn. The blood that courses its way through her immortal existence, bleeds of purple, and runs thick with a glittery substance.

for a moments breathe she will fight...

NADIRA is young, but wise. She is filled with innocence, but can feel sorrow. She is prideful of her heritage, but does not boast of it. As long as she knows there are others like her out in the world, she is content being alone. She does not crave companionship, but does not turn it away. She loves attention, but does not go looking for it. She is a thinker and loves to wander, to travel; she is a gypsy. She is pure of heart, but has seen war. Even though she is of immortal blood, she has tasted mortality. Not like others of her kind, she is able to regret. She is kind and gentle, but assertive. She has loved once, but wishes not to love again. She is diplomatic, but follows her intuitiveness. She is quick to her impulse and is hard to persuade. She is not gullible and does not waiver in her beliefs.

a life lost to the shadows of the night...

NADIRA knows nothing of her parents, only their names. She has made the choice to accept she has no family, as her memory had been completely erased once she had been transformed into a human girl. She wishes not to search out her past, but to start with what she knows and move on from there.

for it has come to pass...

NADIRA has been mortal for two decades, tasting the bitter sweetness of her human body dying all around her. As a young foal, she had stumbled upon the portal down to Earth, and to protect her identity, she had been transformed into a human girl. For twenty years, she spent her life running from the clan of men she had deemed ‘the Hunters’. It wasn’t just until recently, as she was fleeing the hunt, that she stumbled into this new world of Helovia. Now, back in her true form, she feels complete and whole once again. Though the caged and captive aura of her human body still leaves a rancid pungency in her memory. Her dreams still devour her during her slumber, and so she rarely sleeps. She is two years old now, according to human years, but in unicorn years, she is actually two centuries past her nativity. Recalling anything of her past is useless, and so she has to start back from stage one, and rediscover who she is, what she is, and how to go through life, knowing what she does, but not being able to pick up where she had left off.

how much longer will it be...

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foretells the wanderer's tale...

NADIRA is played by s3ilver