Character
Ilusa Nakhalee
Race: Beastfolk
Age: 44
Sex: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship: It's complicated
Height: 5'6''
Build: Lean muscles not easily visible, curvaceous
Reference: Here
Player
Nadia Falden (nee Salko)
Nationality: American
Age: 48
Sex: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship: Single
Height: 5'6''
Build: Lean muscles not easily visible, curvaceous
Reference: Here
Personality
This felis is a kind, helpful and cheerful creature who shies from battles and focuses on healing and helping others.
...That is the impression most people get after interacting with her and they would be right. In a way.
What could surprise many who get to know her, is the fact that at her core Ilusa is a very selfish creature. After all, she enjoys the feeling she gets when she helps others with magic - undoing the damage dealt by others, unraveling their hard work and putting their opponent back on their feet. She helps others for her own sake, they just reap the benefits of that. Also, it is not that she shies from battles because she is shy, but merely that it takes a lot to make her contemplate fighting back. Frankly, she's not interested in fights. It always has to be the other side that does the first, or second, or third step to have her fight them with the hammer of the holy spells. As any user of the Divine Magic, there is a certain presence to her and Ilusa can be very eloquent. With her Nature Magic, Ilusa has dabbled in using it outside of the battle and wants to discover more uses for it in the game. This made her think of looking for seeds to sprout flora from.
For all her cheerfulness, Ilusa doesn't share the important things easily, making her actually a very secretive felis for all the openness she displays. While it is not easy to get inside her circle of friends, once one becomes her friend, she becomes very possessive over them, perhaps even too much; she plans to find a certain blonde now that the game is back. She is very, very curious about the changes and what happened during her 'absence'.
Ilusa is after all but an avatar crafted for the game. As for the person behind the avatar... Well, that's not something one ought to know, but some core things shine through, it's just that no one will know.
Positive: Charming, Helpful, Multi-leveled, Curious
Negative: Selfish, Secretive, Possessive, Capricious
Background
Nadia Salko was born in 1982 on 4th April to a Russian immigrant and his American wife. Bi-lingual, she discovered the hard truth of who exactly her father was, even if she did not understand for few more years what that exactly meant. The man was part of Russian mafia sent early on to check the country and marry a woman to gain foothold there.
Smart and adorable, she was an apple in her father's eye, but in few years he showed his true colours as an abusive and controlling bastard to her mother. That made her want power and strength to protect her mom. But because she was smart and an apple in his eyes, she ran interference when she could, but as more friends of her father came, what she could do was starting to become limited.
Aside that, she had a rather normal life, if she was bit obsessed with learning how to fight and secretly wanting to join the army. In the end, she did join the army, but the imagined career path had been barred to her due to her gender first (unofficially) and then the arrest and conviction of her father (excuse used to bar her from higher rank). Fed up with that and her education completed, she let herself become a reserve. Pondering what job to take next, she was readying herself to work as cashier in one of the shops…
Only for one of the former squadmates to one day ring her up and invite her to become part of a certain private military company. Of course she agreed. It allowed her to see the world, fight battles that had been denied to her in army, be a very good arm-candy-slash-bodyguard.
At one of such functions, he met her future, rich, American husband. She became Nadia Falden. They ended up as a very happy couple and slowly she changed her work, going more often to the safer jobs and withdrawing from front fighting (in the meantime her father left the prison and died in mysterious way, his corpse found while she was on mission out of USA). After few years she got pregnant and decided to go on maternity leave; but still kept in contact with her group.
And so came to the world her son. While she continued training and keeping fit, and returned to work, it was more in support work and on the USA territory, thus non-deployable unless it was to go with her husband. For few years such idyllic, if bit unusual lifestyle continued, with the son being sent to good boarding school, when in one of the business trip with her husband ended… Badly. An attack had left her a widow, heavily hurt, fewer friends and more blood on her hands (though the last was of no importance compared to the three things before).
Brought back to USA, after waking up from the operations, she was informed of what she lost (husband, friends, beauty) and what she gained (company, savings, deeds and other assets). Suffice to say, she was angry. Furious. Grieving. She refused to touch the money to get herself plastic surgery, no matter the opinion of masses. There was funeral, crying son, sad parents-in-law, more legalises, new ownership of assets… It did take her more time after the funeral to really heal, few more corrective operations, and to get back to top possible shape. She parted with her PMC on amicable terms and even now was calling few of the left friends.
Her son was sent back to his school, the company worked well with her as almost figurehead and suddenly she found herself with lot of free time and nothing to do. Then, one of her contacts informed her of certain game and thus, she found herself wishing to start a new adventure. One without bloodshed caused by her hands and this new world seemed to have so many possibilities, she decided to give it a go.
And what an adventure it was! A whirlwind of new world, full of amazing sights and skills and people. A unique world which history was shaped by others like her and someone who became a friend. She was looking toward the hours spent in the false world, the grey of her life bloomed again with colours. It was a relief, a wonder, a balm on her soul…
..Which was why the sudden shut down infuriated her. The friendship was cut mercilessly, and she was again lost adrift in the real world. Of course there was her son, with whom she connected and friends and yet – the life felt empty again. Of course Nadia searched for information, but – things were weird on that front. Even the best P.I. she could get with her money found roadblock after roadblock and she was even informed by one of her former squadmates to not touch this information because things were – odd. News of disappearances, of deaths. It was all very shady.
…For her son, she stopped digging in deeper. And yet – she pursued the saved screenshots and videos. She tried other games and yet none were the same. They felt bland and simple and fake.
Years passed and then, suddenly: she got an invitation.
Excitement bloomed in her chest, hope sprang forth and Nadia, downloaded it and logged in.
Smart and adorable, she was an apple in her father's eye, but in few years he showed his true colours as an abusive and controlling bastard to her mother. That made her want power and strength to protect her mom. But because she was smart and an apple in his eyes, she ran interference when she could, but as more friends of her father came, what she could do was starting to become limited.
Aside that, she had a rather normal life, if she was bit obsessed with learning how to fight and secretly wanting to join the army. In the end, she did join the army, but the imagined career path had been barred to her due to her gender first (unofficially) and then the arrest and conviction of her father (excuse used to bar her from higher rank). Fed up with that and her education completed, she let herself become a reserve. Pondering what job to take next, she was readying herself to work as cashier in one of the shops…
Only for one of the former squadmates to one day ring her up and invite her to become part of a certain private military company. Of course she agreed. It allowed her to see the world, fight battles that had been denied to her in army, be a very good arm-candy-slash-bodyguard.
At one of such functions, he met her future, rich, American husband. She became Nadia Falden. They ended up as a very happy couple and slowly she changed her work, going more often to the safer jobs and withdrawing from front fighting (in the meantime her father left the prison and died in mysterious way, his corpse found while she was on mission out of USA). After few years she got pregnant and decided to go on maternity leave; but still kept in contact with her group.
And so came to the world her son. While she continued training and keeping fit, and returned to work, it was more in support work and on the USA territory, thus non-deployable unless it was to go with her husband. For few years such idyllic, if bit unusual lifestyle continued, with the son being sent to good boarding school, when in one of the business trip with her husband ended… Badly. An attack had left her a widow, heavily hurt, fewer friends and more blood on her hands (though the last was of no importance compared to the three things before).
Brought back to USA, after waking up from the operations, she was informed of what she lost (husband, friends, beauty) and what she gained (company, savings, deeds and other assets). Suffice to say, she was angry. Furious. Grieving. She refused to touch the money to get herself plastic surgery, no matter the opinion of masses. There was funeral, crying son, sad parents-in-law, more legalises, new ownership of assets… It did take her more time after the funeral to really heal, few more corrective operations, and to get back to top possible shape. She parted with her PMC on amicable terms and even now was calling few of the left friends.
Her son was sent back to his school, the company worked well with her as almost figurehead and suddenly she found herself with lot of free time and nothing to do. Then, one of her contacts informed her of certain game and thus, she found herself wishing to start a new adventure. One without bloodshed caused by her hands and this new world seemed to have so many possibilities, she decided to give it a go.
And what an adventure it was! A whirlwind of new world, full of amazing sights and skills and people. A unique world which history was shaped by others like her and someone who became a friend. She was looking toward the hours spent in the false world, the grey of her life bloomed again with colours. It was a relief, a wonder, a balm on her soul…
..Which was why the sudden shut down infuriated her. The friendship was cut mercilessly, and she was again lost adrift in the real world. Of course there was her son, with whom she connected and friends and yet – the life felt empty again. Of course Nadia searched for information, but – things were weird on that front. Even the best P.I. she could get with her money found roadblock after roadblock and she was even informed by one of her former squadmates to not touch this information because things were – odd. News of disappearances, of deaths. It was all very shady.
…For her son, she stopped digging in deeper. And yet – she pursued the saved screenshots and videos. She tried other games and yet none were the same. They felt bland and simple and fake.
Years passed and then, suddenly: she got an invitation.
Excitement bloomed in her chest, hope sprang forth and Nadia, downloaded it and logged in.
Occupation: Faleen CEO
Special Skills: Marksmanship, Observation
Out of Character
Played by: @Qrin
Player tag: @Ilusa Nakhalee
UI-locked? No
Year 8
IG (FFXIV) Random Miqo’te fanarts
RL (Black Lagoon) Balalaika
From dawn until dusk, your eyes are the same as always. From Dusk until dawn, however, they shine a insidious golden-red. Whether in the darkness or under the night sky, you hear insidious whispers, "feed me". After dusk or in dark places, you need to sate your hunger, even if your hunger bar is full.
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