Nuill

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Name: Nuill
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Birthday: February 13th
Marital Status: Single
Class: High

Family:
Her father, one of the rare male angels, had a pair of jet black wings and was one of the handsomest things one would ever see, and her mother was a beautiful angel with wings white as snow. Her heart was pure, without a single cell in her that could ever be cruel. Her father was stubborn, and hot-headed. Her parents loved her very much, and her three sisters were all grey-winged, with silver or black hair. Each was beautiful, but Nuill was by far the prettiest, with her golden hair and snowy wings. She also had a brother, who had black wings like his father and fiery red hair. Her family still lives, in a large house in the mountains.
Father: Akinori
Mother: Nanazu
Sisters: Kadiri, Yuri, Tamiyo
Brother: Korin

Personality:
Nuill is kind, like her mother, but can be stubborn like her father. She loves nature, and hates destruction, and if someone says something she dislikes, she isn't afraid of arguing. She's outgoing and bold, always trying to out-do everyone around her. She doesn't get along well with girls because of her tomboyish natures, so she often hung around her brother. Sometimes, she is childish in her ways, and will never give up. She's very defiant against pointless rules, and if someone tells her not to do something that isn't very important, she'll do it anyways.

Likes: Flying, Racing, Challenges, Winning, Flowers, the Sky, Dancing, Rain, Being Complimented, Animals, Plants
Dislikes: Humidity, Hornets, Losing, Destruction, Bugs, Petty Arguments, Annoying Idiots

Appearance:
Nuill has a very graceful build, with light tan skin and big, curious blue eyes that reflect the sea on a sunny day. She has waist-length blonde-tan hair that has plaited bits hanging down on the sides of her neck, and a chunk from each side tied back into a small ponytail, hanging above the rest of her hair. She has short bangs over her forehead, and a small sky blue crescent mark underneath them. She dresses in a complimenting sky blue sun dress, and around her arms are long arm warmers that have lace bordering the edges, and bell sleeves falling away around them. A small sky blue orb is hung around her neck by a strap of white leather, and inside is stored a great amount of power that is available to Nuill should she need it. She has small ivory wings sprouting from her back that enlarge should she need them to fly, and normally her feet have complimentary powder blue heeled shoes that have a strap over the top of her foot that go very well with her outfit. It looks slightly more modern, but it makes her look very beautiful.

History:
When Nuill was a little girl, she was surrounded by her older sisters and brother. They all treated her very well, and she was loved very much, being the baby of the family. When she went to stop at the market one day, at thirteen, she was attacked by drunk men who wanted to 'have a little fun'. She was surrounded, and unable to flee. She was terrified, but it triggered some of her powers. If she plucked some of her feathers, they would turn hard as steel, and she would throw them at her enemies like darts. Her wings would enlarge, enabling her to fly, and she figured out she could use telepathy, telekinesis, she could form barriers, and use her wings to gust powerful winds at her foes. She got away, later reporting this to her family. Her parents were very proud, and her sister jealous, because they ranged from age 15 to 19, and none of them had ever even figured out any of their abilities, except for to expand their wings. Her brother, Korin, however, had. He taught her how to use her abilities, how to control them, and how to hone them, and four years later she had mainly gotten all of them down. There was just one power she hadn't properly gotten yet, one she hadn't ever even used; Angel Radiance. It caused a beam of bright, white light to charge and hit the foe with tremendous force, using up a lot of energy. That was the reason she was given the little orb around her neck; to store up energy for such a time as that it was needed. She would then still have enough energy to survive if she did use it, however unconscious for at least several hours to recharge. On her seventeenth birthday, she took off with a few belongings, ready to start her journey around the continent, so she could learn everything she could. And since Angels are immortal, Nuill plans to be gone for quite a while.

Race: Angel

Role Playing Sample:
Syeira trudged down the main road of the town, being jostled around by the idiotic humans that were going this was and that. Beside her was little Tai, mounted on her bay pony proudly, sitting up in the silver-studded black saddle and gripping the reins between her little fingers. The demoness watched over the pink haired girl protectively, her eyes turned brown to prevent anyone from recognizing her as a demon. That only caused trouble in these parts. She wore a kimono top that was a pale blue, with silver sequins making a wind-like pattern on the borders, and a pair of black leggings that stopped just above the knee. A grey bag was held by straps around her shoulders, carrying a few items. Blanket, knife, flint, a bunch of food, a couple rolls of parchment, and a little silver flute that belonged to Tai. In the saddlebags on the pony were several changes of clothing, two pairs in the bag for Syeira, six for the little girl, who was obviously treated well. As the outer limits of the town approached, a few drunken men approached the pair. They sauntered over, looking very full of themselves, and surrounded the pony, the girl, and the young woman. Syeira mentally rolled her eyes, before stopping the pony and glanced around her. ‘This ought to be easy...’
She thought, and scowled. ‘‘What do you idiots want?’’
A couple of the men frowned at her disrespect, but another one liked her spunk. ‘‘Well, girlie, you seem to be on the menu...’’
Syeira glared. ‘‘Don't. Ever. Call. Me. Girlie! You have no idea who you're messing with, teme!’’
The men laughed heartily, and the one piped up cockily. ‘‘Just who are we messing with, girlie? Maybe a princess so we get a nice ransom!’’
He snickered, and Syeira gritted her teeth, her fangs returning and her chocolate eyes returning to amber. The unnoticed Jetseiga pulsed at her waist, and the men stopped their sniggering quickly. ‘‘A demon. The name's Syeira, you'd best remember it!’’
The men stared in horror as she drew her fist back and punched the nearest drunk directly in the face, sending him flying backward. He hit the side of a hut, making the thing shudder and wobble under the effort to hold. A few spectators stared in awe, and the rest of the humans parted as the demon, the pony, and the little girl moved along.

Tai looked on as Syeira-nii-sama dealt with the bad guys. She grinned, her long, golden, formal kimono rustling in the slight breeze the half wind demon stirred up with her frustration. Her kimono was split down the middle on the skirt part, making it better for riding, and underneath she wore a pair of orange leggings that stopped at her knees, like the pair Syeira wore except a different color. from the crowd, someone shouted,
‘‘What about the girl? Isn't she a demon too?’’
Tai-chan giggled, flattered.
‘‘Of course not silly! I'm just a human!’’
The other villagers watched as the pair disappeared into the forest. She smiled at Sy-nii-sama, earning a caring smile from the black haired demoness. They might not be sisters genetically, but they were the best of friends, almost like sisters.

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