You all know I can never resist threads like this...
Here she is in
Skyrim.
Here she is in
Cyrodiil.
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Briefly, and generally...
...She's a Bosmer, from Valenwood but brought up in Skyrim, before moving away in her late teens; she's now 30.
Since then she's journeyed all over, never staying anywhere for too long.
She's been a thief, an assassin, a burglar. If a town has an underbelly she's seen it.
She has enough emotional baggage to fill several houses and she's been the ruin of, and been ruined by, more than one partner.
She has a thing about Khajiits and Women, not necessarily in that order and not necessarily separately either.
She has a burgeoning addiction to Skooma and beer, she's unreliable and untrustworthy, arrogant, selfish, impetuous and fey - and those are just her good points.
She hates and loves herself in equal measure. Outwardly she pretends not to care though but inwardly, increasingly, she's come to realise what she is but the path she's on seems to have no turnings...
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In Cyrodiil?
the only province where she even vaguely feels "at home", she rents a shack in Bravil, and another on the waterfront of the Imperial City - they are a mess.
She used to have some fine houses, but that seems a very long time ago; things were different then...
...curiously she's become quite religious, when it suits her.
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In Skyrim?
Well... twice now she has been wrenched from Cyrodiil and thrust back into Skyrim, into a body and mind that is both her and not her. Leagues and leagues, and years - (though this she does not realise), away from her home and what she knows.
Niamh as she exists in Skyrim is a feral, wild creature, a Wild Elf in it's truest meaning. Random, Murderous, Hating and Hateful. Unable to leave, and unwilling to stay, she's all the bad bits of her incarnation in Cyrodiil but with the volume turned Way Up.
All she can do is fight to survive and hope to return or be returned, but live with the fear that she could be stuck in Skyrim for the rest of her life. Which could be a very long time indeed, or very very brief.
Weapons and a little jewellery are her only possessions and all that she wears, that and the dirt and filth and grease of her environment. Possessed of an ill temper and a woeful lack of personal hygiene, she's not exactly pleasant to be around - (although that's not to say that she doesn't have her moments, even she gets lonely sometimes...)
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Other stuff?
She eats only fish, fruit, and vegetables; and surprisingly has a very soft spot for small animals, of whom she is very protective indeed.
This post has been edited by PhonAntiPhon: Apr 6 2013, 05:25 PM