Nivrchel Roselake — Blue Skooma archive

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Nivrchel is a small framed, delicate in appearance, black haired, bright sapphire blue eyed bosmer lass. She has an angry, jagged scar on her chest, between her breasts (unable to be shown in game as that scar isn't available). This is from a wound, that should have killed her. Despite her... 'gift'... she appears mortal. This is accomplished via a necklace with a crimson gem dangling from it. The necklace rarely ever leaves her throat, and is usually worn tucked into her shirt to easily conceal it. Perhaps one of the biggest things to stand out on her however, is the fact that she wears the same style of armor that Glooras wears.. Only her armor is black, rather than green.

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Niv is a sweet girl. Kind and very gentle. Very easy going, but also very shy. But is also prone to depression. Especially if her past is brought up. She is the type of lass that barrel into whatever is going on if there's danger, in an attempt to help as best as she can. She is loving and protective of friends. Towards those that suffer vampirism or being a lycan, she's tight lipped and won't utter a word about it to anyone. If trusted with the secret, it becomes her secret and no amount of prodding will pull it from her. She's extremely loyal to those she calls friend. Willing to take punishments and even be badly wounded if it means their safety. While shy, when fighting, she is known to playfully taunt enemies. Even flirt if she thinks it might throw them off. Though be warned, the girl does have a temper.

Likes Friends | Drinking | Napkin (her goat) | Adeo (her guar) | Archery | Pretty Things | Forest | Reading

Dislikes Her Past / Anything Linked to her past | Spiders | Loud Noises | Horrible Smells | Name Calling

Strengths Skilled Archer | Quick on her feet / Quick with her hands | Very Nimble| Shadow Stepper (can move with the shadows / move silently.. usually) | Excellent Spy

Weaknesses Her Past |Severe Trust Issues | Night Terrors | Temper | Spiders | Her Journal | Very Claustrophobic

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Nimielyn Roselake: Her mother. Nimielyn was her rock. She looked up to her mother and wanted to follow in her footsteps. Her mother was a mercenary. Took on jobs along side Edoas, her father. Working to take down problematic things. Like bandits, beasts. That sort of thing. Her mother perished along side her father during a job that went wrong.

Edoas Roselake: Her father. He too was a mercenary. Her parents retired from this work when it was discovered that Nimielyn was pregnant. Her parents had settled in Kvatch shortly after that. Only to later move back to the Valenwood, when Nivrchel was six. Her father worked hard to provide for the family, but ultimately, her parents returned to mercenary work after the return to the Valenwood to make more money. It resulted in his and his wife's death.

Glooras Matoto: Adoptive older brother, of whom she believes is dead. He took in Nivrchel when she was twelve years old. Tried to protect her and look out for her.

Callio Matoto: Adoptive younger brother. Again, of whom, she believes to be dead. She was in on the attack against Callio many years ago. Believing she was doing the right thing by helping Glooras.

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Her Past - Warning: Spoiler Heavy

9th of Second Seed - The soft cries of a baby girl would be welcomed into a small clinic room, in Kvatch. Born on the Gold Coast. Her mother a seamstress, and her father a fish merchant. Though this wasn't what they were before settling in Kvatch. Before her mother had become pregnant, and before they had been married, her parents had been sellswords. Helping those that needed help, and traveling all over Tameriel. Her parents finally getting married, and then the discovery that her mother had been pregnant was why they had decided to settle.

She'd be the only child born to the family. Not because her family didn't want more kids, but because her birth was a miracle all it's own. Her mother wasn't supposed to be able to bare children. So bringing this precious girl into the world, her parents felt that one was enough, and did not wish to tempt fate for a second. Her parents would name her Nivrchel Lief, giving her their last name of Roselake.

She was six when her family would leave the Gold Coast. Kvatch had become dangerous. Well.. more dangerous than what it normally was. Her parents wanted a better life for their daughter than what they could offer her there in that city. Because of this, her family would pack up and move to the Valenwood. They'd settle in Tanglehaven. Deciding to raise their daughter there. This would not last.

Three years here, her parents would decide it was time to return to helping others. This lead them back into being sellswords. When they worked, her father would take her up to Silvenar, dropping her there with some friends of his. To ensure she'd be well taken care of. Which was all well and good for the time being.. But she was nine when that all ended.

Her parents would be killed on a job. They were to clear out a spider cave. They got so far in, before they were set upon by a massive spider. Her parents were dead before they even reached the entrance of the cave. Both having been badly poisoned. They'd be found weeks later by a passing search party. Niv was now an orphan. Those that had been caring for the girl would turn her out onto the street. Not wanting the responsibility of raising the girl themselves.

This became her life. She was a street rat, more or less. She came to rely on the kindness of strangers. Scrounging for food and staying out of the way as best as she could manage.

She was twelve when she met a bosmer boy... Glooras Matoto. She, at first, was scared of him. She was just a dirty, scrawny little girl when she met the teenager. But her fear of him didn't last. He took her under his wing so to speak. Presented her with clothes. Though no one would ever know where he acquired them. Taught her to fight, taught her to use a bow. She came to view him as an older brother. Came to love him as a sibling. And thus, would become protective of her brother.

Meeting him and becoming his friend.. And growing close to him as a sibling, would also have it's own results. One of the biggest out comes was meeting those that Glooras called friend at the time. A group of thugs. They were trouble makers. But she became one of them. And in time, came to call them friends.

She met Callio a few times.. Gloo's actual blood related sibling. Neither got along that well. She wasn't blind to how much the brothers seem to hate one another. She didn't really understand why though.. Not at the time. Though the more she grew to know the brothers, the more she would grow to understand.

She was seventeen when the attack happened on the khajiiti family. She played the part of a lookout for Glooras while Gloo 'took care' of the khajiit that had been causing trouble. She would be mildly injured in the mess, but would also be the one to find Glooras and drag him to the rest of their friends. She'd let the others carry him to the clinic. Though she never once left his side.

It was her idea to cover for Gloo when people started raising questions about the dead khajiit in Gloo's home and about Gloo's missing brother. She would stand up for him. Protect him with the others. With her help and the rest of their friends, those that had raised questions, would be convinced that it was self defense.

Months later, Glooras would leave Silvenar.. and the Valenwood completley. She begged him to stay. But he wouldn't. He felt it was time to go. A year would pass before she'd manage to convince him to return. There was trouble within their group of friends. Gloo came back because Niv had wrote to him, pleading him to do so. He was home all of a month before tragedy struck.

Kirsrin, the leader of The Shadows, a group which had formed out of the people that Glooras had called friends, had turned against Gloo. Kirsrin would lead Gloo into a trap. Gloo, blinded by love for the woman, would follow her without question. She claimed she needed help. And Niv went along with them. Promising to help clear out trolls that had been causing mischief. It would mark the beginning of a lot of nastiness.

The trap would be sprung. Kirsrin had betrayed The Shadows. Someone would launch from the shadows, aiming to kill Glooras. They'd never get the chance. Instead, their dagger would bury into Niv's chest as she dove in the way. She'd take the hit that was meant for her adoptive brother. This should have killed her. A fight would erupt, in the commotion, Niv would be dragged away. She'd never get to see the outcome of the fight, having slid unconscious before anyone really got to her, after the stab wound.

Days would pass, she'd wake in the hidden hollow that the group had taken. She was alive.. In a way. But not as one would expect. She had been forcibly turned vampire while she slept. An act to save her life. Though she did not agree. In fact, the moment she was permitted to move, she'd attempt suicide. Not once, but twice. Each time, she was stopped. She was placed on suicide watch after that. Something she remained on for months.

In that time, she would try to find Glooras, but would be unable to find him. The years would slide by after that. She'd eventually become used to the... 'gift'.... as it was called. Though in secret, she had begun to seek a cure. She was twenty two when The Shadows fell. The group would be destroyed. Niv wasn't there when it happened. She had been in the forest hunting. When she returned, there were whispers that Glooras had returned. Rumors that Gloo was responsible for the downfall of the leader. Though he was nowhere in sight.

But Kirsrin was very much dead. A slit throat, and a spider carved into her body along her spine. Due to Kirsrin's death, The Shadows would fall apart, and soon, no longer exist. Those involved in the group, would scatter. Niv included. She'd take to roaming all over the Valenwood, and even venturing out to other places.. All in search of Glooras. Unable to find him, she'd eventually get involved with the Dark Brotherhood. While there, she was gifted with a necklace. One that would allow her to walk among mortals and to appear as one of them. She served them for a year and a half before leaving. She left on good terms, but would have no desire to ever return to that life. But she kept the armor.

Though in recent times, that quest to find him as wavered. She believes he's dead, having been unable to find any hints to his location. So she's just been pushing forward. Doing what she can to stay alive. This has resulted in her hopping place to place. One really never knows where she might turn up. From the Gold Coast, all the way to Auridon.. She has been spotted only by a few. Sticking around for maybe a day.. tops.. Then gone again.

The newest thing to happen in her life, is her forming strong feelings for a vampire by the name of Theren. Theren being the first one she has ever been able to be fully honest and open around in a very long time. Due to a bad storm that flooded the gully, and an attack made on her from someone from her past, they took refuge in an abandoned tree-pod. Their awkwardness around one another gave way.. to her kissing his cheek.. And him in turn kissing her lips.. She wants to believe this is more than just fleeting emotions.