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rogue for unrelatedtherapy’s puppet opera campaign
For as long as she could remember, Damira had always been mistreated by the people she considered closest to her. As the youngest sibling of four, she often felt everyone could walk all over her. Despite living in a rather wealthy household and being well known by the community, she constantly felt unloved and tossed away, as if she were disposable to the people in her own family and hometown.
As a child, Damira enjoyed exploring the hallways of her family’s estate, reading books, and writing poetry. She would sometimes be allowed out into the forest to play, but above all, she spent most of her formative years alone and neglected by her parents.
Throughout all of this, there was a diamond in the rough that helped her cope with the struggles she faced in daily life: her childhood best friend and neighbor, Soleil, who would later become her fiancee on her eighteenth birthday after years of courting in secrecy. The union between the two was not approved by her family, as Soleil hailed from a family that had a deeprooted rivalry with the Nadines. Regardless, the engagement allowed her to escape the clutches of her family and move far away from their hometown, and since then, she constantly held out hope that one day, things would change in her favour, and she could one day live a truly happy life.
Soleil helped Damira understand true companionship and love, and she considered him her soulmate. They lived a humble life in a clearing of a forest, far away from their hometown. They lived happily, without fear of being found by either of their families.
Nearly a decade later, Damira herself refuses to tell the story, but the rumours from her hometown will tell you that her fiancee suddenly disappeared after years of living together. Whether it was through running away from their potential marriage, finding a more suitable lover, or even something as extreme as murder… no matter which story is true, in the end, it all traces back to Damira.
She was 20 when it happened. That night, assassins, presumably sent by one of their families for to punish their betrayal, were sent to kill the couple. Damira fled while Soleil stayed behind to buy her time, fending off the assassins by himself. Damira ran and ran, all the way to the edge of the forest where the nearest town was located. She cried for help, pounding on doors in the middle of the night with no response, other than scaring the animals. Panicked, she ran to the nearest blacksmith’s shop, despite being closed, and took the first weapon she could find: a dagger. She sprinted back home, quietly waiting for an opportunity to get back inside the house. Once she was in, she crept around, hoping to encounter one of the men who were after her, and turning the corner, she bumped into someone. Without a second thought, she took a few stabs at the stranger, who immediately collapsed. To her horror, it was Soleil himself, who had been pacing back and forth in their home in shock that he murdered two assassins by himself.
The injuries were too severe for Damira to patch up herself, and she would not get to town in time for him to be treated, so she sat with him as the love of her life died in her arms. Stricken with grief and inexplicable guilt, she took the dagger and gouged her eye out. Realizing what she had done to herself, she instinctively patched herself up before she lost too much blood, but the damage was bad enough to where she would never recover her vision in that eye.
The next morning, she gathered her things and fled the house, running wherever her legs would take her. As she arrived in another neighboring town, with one scornful look, she assumed a new identity, and a new goal: one day, she will be the one to bury her entire family, as well as Soleil’s. No matter if it takes years of vigorous training and stealing food to get by, she will get her revenge.
She now takes whatever gig she can take in order to pay for her basic necessities, but she primarily works as an assassin or private investigator, as that is what she is best at.
Damira has medium dark skin with deep purple hair in a choppy, layered, blunt bob. Both of her eyes are light grey with white scleras. She has a rather toned build, as she trains everyday to maintain her physique for certain jobs.
Damira wears a sleeveless black turtleneck tucked into black form fitting pants. She also wears dark, ankle high boots and a dark purple cloak with black accents when it’s chilly outside. Her black eyepatch covers her right eye. Her dark brown leather gloves protect her hands. Her knapsack and weapon holsters are made of dark brown leather as well. Sometimes, to conceal her identity, she wears a black headscarf.
Observant. Paranoid. Self sufficient. Damira is not known to be a team player, one who cares for others, or even so much as a friend. She fends for herself, and no one else, as that is the philosophy that has kept her safe from all sorts of predicaments, especially when she’s taking a job. Her sense of morality has been jaded, and she sees no hope in the world she is surrounded in. She is no stranger to hardship — if anything, busying herself with struggle is what has kept her alive this long. She expects danger, and even laughs in the face of it, with a thirst for vengeance towards those who attempt to take her down. Even so, deep down she feels deep dread and sorrow, sometimes even guilt for her actions. But guilt and grief will get her nowhere, so she would rather convince herself it doesn’t exist.
Damira enjoys creative hobbies, but hasn’t had the time nor the motivation to pursue them. Her guilty pleasure is wandering in fields of flowers during the spring, reminiscing on her previous life with her lover. Damira has deep hatred for most things, but an even deeper hatred for talking about her feelings.
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Damira isn’t one to make friends, or even allies. She can’t find herself trusting those who offer a helping hand towards her, in fact, she may sometimes find it offensive. Sure, she can pretend to get along with others on the surface, but only if it will benefit her in the long run. Otherwise, she prefers to spend most of her time alone.
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full name . . . damira nadine
alternative aliases . . .
pronouns . . . she / her
identity . . . cisgender asexual
birthday . . . 00 / 00 / 0000 ( 28 y/o )
species . . . mark of detection half elf
affiliation . . . this and that
aesthetic influence . . . femme fatale assassin
height / weight . . . 5’ 5” / 130 lbs.
markings / scars . . . Damira's most notable features are the nasty scars around her eyes, along with one glass marble that used to be her right eye. It's a mystery as to how she could've gotten such an injury, and when questioned, Damira gets rather hostile about the topic. It''s best not to stare too hard, or rather, it's best to avoid her gaze entirely.
voice . . . Damira’s voice is deep and raspy, which can come across as emotionless at times.
movement . . . From her background of wealth, she tends to move with grace, which also helps to stay undetected in stealth situations.
