Noalle Valtin
Please note this is a new character and she is a work in progress.+Notes/TL:DR:
Not a socialite, family died before her coming of age and into high society so she's a bit of a loner. One of the reasons to attempt to disband the house, no more pressure or suiters. But the old fucks still refuse it because of her age no matter that she's the only living member and head of the household. She’s a hobby seamstress/weaver, has some knowledge with botany and alchemy, and has gone full-head into goldsmithing. She’s ideas that one day she may even make her own line of jewelry… possibly. She’s still no real direction in life. Noalle also loves to nature watch, feeding the birds or even at times fish and other animals. She’s a loner at heart, and her life currently only revolves around herself.
Pics and basic info
Height: 5'11"
Age: 18-27, otherwise undisclosed.
Weight: 135 ponz.
From: Ishgard
Skin color: Pale peach, as if she may be blood-letting to stay so.
Eye color: Burnt crimson
Features: Fashionably thin, almost willowy so.
Hair color: Honied silver, as her near platinum hair has warmed honied threads of light gold brushed through it.
Relationship Status: Single, monogamous if anything happens but not looking.●Updated pictures, info, and traits to come!
Backstory
Noalle had been from a higher noble home, still under one of the eight major houses, but being one of the youngest of the Valtin family she’d been sent off to be a handmaiden rather young. Hopes of her marrying and gaining prestige in the larger social circles with her fair and willowy beauty was both the reason for the largest blessing and curse of her life. It meant that she’d lived. Which also meant that she had to live with the after effects of just that.Noalle’s family died in their sleep during one of the dragon attacks against Empyreum, caving in the roof of the top floor where the families personal chambers were. Even ten years later, the house, after the restoration even, is left dilapidated and broken. Their bodies excavated and buried long before, the estate hasn’t seen life outside of squatters finding refuge before guards evacuate them time and time again.●Noalle, while still not quite of age, was forced to bring herself to head of the estate, and the only living Valtin left. She’d not even come out as a lady in high society, and already suitors were being pushed on her to continue and grow members with her last name. Something that a grieving child shouldn’t have ever had forced onto her. She spent a couple years dodging suitors, the tribunal and the old assholes who of course knew better than her about her own self, and spent copious amounts of money to fill a constant growing void. Finally, having her fill as she came of age and even still they refused to disband her house.And so she left, refusing to be a puppet and a womb for their dear great nation. She’d taken on botany, having a bit of a knack for it and the busy work was rewarding. The sun on her skin, dirt under her nails, sweat on her brow… she lasted a couple moons before turning to alchemy. Turning to blood-letting to attempt to get her pale complexion back, unable to shake the horrible vain traits learned from her upbringing. Not much later, she’d made her way to Uldah and chose to work under and become licenced with the alchemist guild. It was decent enough, but there was nothing interesting about it. The work was tedious, but there was no benefit. It was boring, and at times dangerous. She’d taken on weaving as a pastime, a decent hobby as most ladies of Ishguard had. At least, she never had to worry about wearing anything of lower quality or made to fit another.It wasn’t until she’d found herself with the talent to make her own jewelry and work with gold and jewels. Making some of the most delicate and stunning pieces after some rather hard work and sleepless nights. She’d finally found something rewarding, interesting and worth her time. She’d excelled, and even though she’d not had many acquaintances, her money and talent were enough to keep her where she was for a time. The heat wasn’t something she’d ever really gotten used to, and she was tired of the "fussy princess" shit tossed her way. The Tribunal, no matter how many missives still refused her about her titles and estate, why disbanding a house was so hard was beyond her! So she came back to the Shroud, and in turn close enough to do business within Coerthas as needed.
OOC
OUT OF CHARACTER
● Writer is 21+ and I expect my roleplay partners to be the same.
● I love making friends with my RP partners - geeking out about characters and the story that we've set up is half the fun of writing!
● One-offs and short term roleplay is okay but what I'm really looking for is long-term plots and connections for my character.
● Dark and mature themes approved. Adventure, travel, romance, horror, intrigue... you name it. If uncertain, ask.
● I'm open to romance plots and ERP so long as it makes sense in the plot.
● You don't have to match my posts, but I'll lose interest if there's no effort.
● If the hooks that I've come up with don't really interest you but you still want to roleplay with Noalle or another of my characters, just ask and we'll figure something out! I've versatile characters aplenty.
● As someone with multiple characters that are played in vastly different ways, I'm a versatile writer that has a love for anything.
● Lore-bending is not a deal breaker, but I'd like to attempt to abide by it as closely as I'm able.
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Yes:
Story-focused Roleplaying
Long-term RP Partners
Straightforwardness
Mature Themes
No:
Narcissistic Players
Breaking the Lore
Overpowered Characters & Metagaming
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ABOUT THE WRITER
I'm female in real life, happily married, and am not looking for anything save friendships out of character. This will be respected, or you'll have that option removed. I'm here to write, get into shenanigan's, and have fun. Now, that's enough about me, let's get into something I'm passionate about below!
I want something where characters, story, and plot will grow and develop. I want to actually be a party to the life something I create leads. I want to see them triumph and fail. I want to see them fall and scrape their knees, and see what it takes for them to get back up. I want to see how they effect and influence others, if they touch others lives. If they can change them, sway them. I want to write a story, I want to write a fictional person, and enjoy wherever it may lead. I can go a few lines to novella style, but do tend to normally mirror my partners/group. I also don't mind making a new character so long as a great story will follow.