None. Her name is too simplistic for them sadly.Race:
WitchGender / Sexuality:
She is peaceful by nature, much like her otherworldly counterpart, but instead communicates with her vivid expressions and minimalistic ways. For one who doesn’t always feel up for a conversation, she is quietly endearing and mysterious, not necessarily as a result of shyness or emotional repression.
Although mostly silent and revealing the bare necessities about herself, her humor could be said to be rather outré, able to inspire a sense of whimsy or misery in others when they catch the peculiar glint in her eyes or a mischievous grin on her lips.
Noor finds those who have a strong moral code adorably foolish as she often suspects hypocrisy, primarily because she has lived so long and has seen so much since the war. Despite her views, she cares deeply for people and puts their well-being before her own, showing she still suffers from her past good deeds still.
Formerly luring those suffering from nightmares (stemming from trauma) off to a peaceful, dreamless sleep, it seems such a line of charitable work has caused her centuries' worth of magical backfires. Seeing nightmarish visions galore only in periods awake, she can act a little unhinged and seem to have lost it completely.
Such a ‘mental illness’ has affected her so much to the point that she’s been afflicted with sudden paranoia and wild bursts of energy, formulating intricate traps or engaging in heart-stopping acrobatics to get away from the imagined danger.History:
Most of the time, an otherworlder like Karimah is pulled into Vyldermire through a portal because her Vyldermirean native version has died and the world wishes to replace what it’s lost. In this case, for reasons mysterious and unknown, the Vyldermirean Karimah, named Noor, is still alive. This is her story.
Noor was the daughter of a compassionate sleep witch and a passive creature of olde, both of whom fell deeply for each other during a most violent era plagued by war.
She was brought into the unsettling world never knowing who her mother was but learned of her tragic demise with time. Burned at the stake for a grave misunderstanding, her father mourned the loss of his wife and found comfort in a close friend of his that little Noor fondly considered a parent to call her own.
Fearful of dying the same way as her biological mother did, she kept the truth of her roots under lock and key and pursued volunteer work that ranged from aiding victims of war to curing general insomnia. Such work aligned perfectly with her capabilities and soothed those plagued by reoccurring nightmares usually brought about by trauma.
Putting people into a spellbound sleep not only gave them the equanimity they needed; but suppressed all nightmares not caused by other magic for a limited time. Rumor of her good work spread and she was sought out mostly by people riddled with anxiety, people that did not want to resort to drugs to help them sleep better at night.
Noor decided it was a fine time to make a business out of this and did so for many years.
After the war, she started to live a fairly ordinary life until, without so much as a warning, her grip on reality crumbled in spurts and she decided to mostly discontinue her services once episodes became too frequent in the hopes of recovering her mental health. Seeing terrible things not quite so natural, so exaggerated, and sometimes littered with the insensible, that nobody but her could see led the witch to believe she was losing her mind. She first learned they were not ill-fated visions, for none of them ever really came to be. Such a fairly recent discovery as that inspired her to seek help as such moving imagery only happened in times wide awake.
Up to now, no real progress has been made on the matter, only that a very small part of her fears greatly to be so consumed by her visions and to be told with finality that her sanity really is gone.
Being under the care of her nomadic father, certainly a second home with the tribe, has not dampened her spirits as they share the desire to free her from a neverending nightmare of many faces so she can experience life to the fullest again.
With support like that, she can’t truly bring herself to give in to her misery.
She must endure long enough to find an answer.
Of course, during a period of struggles, she decided to fall into a deathlike sleep for months to regain a temporary sense of peace before setting out again to find a cure.Likes:
(Please list 3)
-She is a survivalist at heart. She likes to lay traps around the camp, some very simple and others surprisingly intricate and continually implements new ways of protecting her people.
-She loves making little dream catchers. She will sell them from time to time if she has the proper resources for it. They don’t do anything useful, but they sure are pretty.
-She loves positive attention, especially from a crowd. She adores dancing, singing and playing the qanun.
-She likes her emotional support teddy bear. It’s embarrassing, but she loves the worn-out thing.
-Likes to live every second like it’s her last. She feels her mind is not long for this world anyway. Dislikes:
(Please list 3)
-She dislikes being in the sun for too long, but it can’t be helped given her lifestyle. Ah, but cloaks are always the answer!
-She wants to end mosquito-kind. Noor dearly wishes to purge their existence, for their stings are itchy and ruthless. They do not deserve to live.
-Unlike Karimah, she has not laid her hands on a trashy smutty novel ever. She doesn’t like the idea of filling one’s head with that sort of content. It’s weird to her.
-Her infamous episodes and nightmares of faces past haunt her in broad daylight. She can’t see what’s really around her and is stuck inside a realm of darkness that no one but her can see. It is humiliating and a source of pain to her. She misunderstands these occurrences as a sort of psychotic break when, really, they may just be the natural consequences of her magic.
- People being insensitive about the war and the lives claimed. Goal/Aspiration:
What drives them?
To out why she is seeing such horrible things and how to stop them from hindering her livability. Key Fear/Adversary:
What do they fear, alternately what works against them?
-She fears dying the same way her mother did. She does her best to preserve the secret of her witch heritage to evade a fate that isn’t so common nowadays.
-She fears the eldritch will never see the day of full acceptance. Just as in any other race there are good people, she thinks the same of her kind. Is she not an example too?
-She is afraid of perhaps never taking full ownership of her life again. To receive professional confirmation that she is irreversibly mad. Lashing out when garish nightmares happen (solely when she’s awake and never when she’s asleep), she worries she may one day really injure someone. Perhaps even kill them unknowingly until it’s too late.
Slim, delicate and lightly toned.Hair:
Wavy, dark brown, and charmingly messy. Eyes:
A very piercing amber, almost as though they could glow in the dark. Skin Tone:
Note: Wanted to thank Iris for the magical backfire idea. <3 She's so smart. Overall Appearance: