Nimorra

Gender: Female

Age: 193

Group: Priests/Priestess

Game: Dark Age of Aeran

Nationality/Loyalties

Born in Verden, Nimorra long ago fled her homeland. Her loyalties lie only with Galathus Kelmoran and bringing about his return.

Title/Rank

While she is the founder and leader of perhaps the only existing cell of the once-terrifying Cult of Kelmoran, Nimorra has long ago given up on titles and ceremony. Most of her followers either call her by her first name (she dropped her last name many years ago)

(we already have a character with a title that centers around Mother, It will be confusing if she's also called mother. Might I suggest the title Matron Nim)

Race/Appearance

Nimorra is a pure-blooded elf and has the pointed ears and other physical and magical characteristics of that race. She stands at about 5' 6" (1.7 meters) tall and weighs almost a hundred pounds (45 kg).

She has black hair, emerald green eyes, and tatoos on her face.

Personality/Interests

Having faithfully served the long-deceased necromancer for many years, Nimorra has (almost) never given up on her quest to bring about his return and fullfill his dream of establishing an enlightened mageocracy in which all races and peoples would be equal. Although her obsession with this quest stands in front of all else, she has come to care deeply for her followers and her son, and wants them all to experience power and happiness once Galathus Kelmoran returns and establishes his kingdom.

Brief History

Nimorra Redleaf was born into a remarkably wealthy elven family in Verden in a time when magic users and magical races were tolerated but were typically treated both socially and legally as second class citizens.  The youngest of her siblings, Nimorra was the spoiled princess of her clan, receiving the most attention, the finest gifts, and the best tutoring of them all.  Deciding to become a healer, young Nimorra learned the anatomy of the major sentient races and spells with which she could mend them back together.

Her descent into darkness began the night she was mugged and raped by human thugs as she walked home from work.  Just after the incident, her father hired perhaps the most premier magical tutor in western Aeran at the time, a half-fey man by the name of Galathus Kelmoran to teach his daughter how to defend herself.  Kelmoran made his way to Redleaf manor with all due haste, and Nimorra's training began within a month of the attack.  Ever respectful, Kelmoran rebuilt young Nim's self esteem as he cultivated her natural magical ability, and soon the two became fast friends with Nimorra coming to view the master wizard as a father figure.  Her already-negative views on non-magical humans, shaped by lifelong discrimination against her people and her recent assault, came to mirror his own beliefs that magical races were inherently superior to non-magical races, and as such Verden society was backward from what it should have been.

Eventually, Nimorra had learned enough that her biological father felt she had completed her training and was capable enough of defending herself against the threats she was likely to encounter.  Kelmoran, ever the wanderer, left capitol for a different part of Verden, but the two kept in touch, writing letters to one another on a fairly regular basis.  Life continued as normal for almost twenty years for Nimorra; she never forgot what the great wizard had taught her.

So it was that when the discovery of Kelmoran's illegal experiments sent him on the run, Nimorra gladly answered his telepathically communicated pleas for aid, leaving her boring, mundane life behind in the night, never saying goodbye to her family.  She would never see them again.  Little did she realize that the events she would participate in would lead to the destruction of her family and the enterprise her grandparents had worked so hard to build.

Nimorra met up with Kelmoran and his growing band of followers and undead after they had razed their second village after Baron Crosby's forces had begun pursuit.  At first, Nimorra was horrified by what she encountered, but she was quickly persuaded of it's necessity, and shortly thereafter began her training into the dark arts of necromancy.  Several weeks later, Kelmoran's burgeoning horde engaged Crosby's army.  It was the first of many battles Nimorra would participate in, and she would never forget the intoxicating sensation of power that came with watching her enemies flee and die before her.  All her life she had been at the mercy of humans, but now she was turning the tables on them...

Galathus Kelmoran's army triumphed that day, but near the conclusion of the battle, Kelmoran himself was mortally wounded by an arrow as Crosby's bodyguard attacked him.  However, Kelmoran was prepared for such an eventuality, because for a necromancer with the right skills and friends, death is not the end, and even as his life's blood seeped out and ceded his life, he dictated to his pupils the rites by which they could preserve his spirit and prepare his remains to host a greater form of immortality.  Thus Nimorra and the other novice necromancers tranformed Kelmoran into a lich, and with the bodies of Crosby and his forces, swelled their host to such a size that their rebellion was now a sizable threat.

Nimorra's training continued throughout the campaign as Kelmoran's army mauled the other local forces Verden mustered against them and then laid waste to the now-unprotected countryside.  She was wounded by several arrows during the early attempts to storm the city of Therborough.  During her convalescence as the effort to take the city settled into a siege, Nimorra asked one of her fellow apprentices to tatoo her face and torso to distract from and disguise her scars.  These tatoos would become very significant to her; symbolizing her devotion to Kelmoran and his cause.

Unfortunately for Nimorra and her colleagues, their strategic situation became hazardous as the siege failed to decimate Therborough's defenders quickly, giving Verden's monarch, King Alberic II, time to assemble his levies and retainers into an army that significantly outnumbered Kelmoran's dwindling horde.  By the time Kelmoran realized that they had dallied too long, Alberic's army was already on the move.  One last desperate assault was made upon the city to no avail, and soon their revolutionary vanguard found itself once again on the run as the Kingdom of Verden brought the weight of it's royal army upon them.

The next week was the first great test of Nimorra's devotion to her dark liege.  Kelmoran led them toward the Skeldergate Forest, swearing that the infamously hostile woodland be hospitable enough for them to use as a base from which to continue their campaign.  However it quickly became obvious that they would be unable to get halfway across the country without being intercepted by Verden's armies.  At this stage, those living followers of Kelmoran were forced to face the reality that they would probably die if they stuck around.  A good many of the Kelmoran's more craven followers chose to abandon the cause at this point.  Some were detected as they tried to desert (and were promptly executed) while others did manage to get away from Kelmoran only to be cut down by Alberic's scouts, but there were a few that escaped to safety.  Nimorra was not among these, for though she too despaired of their plight, she remained true to the cause.  Although their deeds had been evil, she believed that their cause was just and rightous; rightous enough that their ends justified their means.

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