Nigako Deathstone

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Hey there! Thanks so much for stopping by my Carrd. I hope you enjoy what you find here, and I’m excited to possibly chat or RP with you!Just a few quick things to keep in mind:Sometimes I might need to step away unexpectedly, so if I disappear mid-conversation, please don’t take it personally. Life happens!I try to keep IC and OOC separate to keep things clear for everyone.If you ever have questions or want to reach out, feel free to message me anytime.

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Aetheric Studies: Fascinated by the mysteries of aether and its practical applications, Nigako is always eager to discuss the latest theories or findings in Sharlayan academia, though she prefers facts over speculation.Emotional Discipline: Years of mastering emotional regulation make her calm in crises, but she is also curious about how others handle their own inner turmoil, even if she rarely shares her own.Xaela Origins: Though she left the Steppe behind, Nigako still holds complex feelings about her heritage and is quietly interested in stories from other Xaela or nomadic folk.Medicine and Healing: Passionate about healing as a science, she is happy to share insights into the delicate balance of corporeal aether and practical medicine, especially with those who respect the craft.Isolation and Independence: Used to relying on herself, she tends to keep others at arm’s length, but is secretly intrigued by companions who can earn her trust without fanfare.Love and Connection: Despite her guarded heart and disciplined mind, Nigako quietly wonders if there is a place for genuine connection beyond logic, someone who might see past the calm exterior and understand the woman beneath.

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Backstory

Though born beneath the boundless skies of the Azim Steppe, Nigako never truly felt it was home. From a young age, she was unlike the other Xaela children. She had no love for fighting, no patience for shamanistic rites, no interest in tradition. And when a contingent of Sharlayan explorers from the Studium arrived in search of aetheric anomalies, Nigako made sure she wouldn’t be left behind.Thankfully, she didn’t have to work hard to catch the eye of one particular researcher: a Hyuran sage named Thalas Fiondere. He was immediately struck by the young Xaela’s raw aetheric potential—and by the calm conviction with which she asked to leave the Steppe behind. Her quiet conviction, not her desperate circumstances, made the decision easy.The journey across the sea to Sharlayan was difficult. She had not even said goodbye to her birth family. But she endured it with the same quiet determination that would define her later years.Thalas never formally adopted her, but he became, for all intents and purposes, her father. He secured her enrollment in the Studium, where she immersed herself in a wide array of disciplines—from aetheric manipulation to the physical laws of the known world. But the discipline she spent the most time mastering, year after year, was emotional regulation. The Sharlayan faculty deemed it essential for the young Xaela, and they were not wrong in their assessment.By her twenties, tensions in Eorzea had reached their peak. The moon of Dalamud was falling, and the Forum made its infamous decision to seal Sharlayan’s borders. Thalas was furious. Publicly so, for the first time in Nigako’s memory. He raged against the Forum’s inaction, and she listened, silently, to every word.When he made his decision to defy the Forum and sail for Eorzea, he asked her to come with him. To help. To stand with him.She declined.He didn’t believe her at first. Not until she turned away from the docks as he boarded his ship did he truly see what she had become: not a passionate Xaela girl from the Steppe, but a cold, logic-driven woman molded by Sharlayan ideals. She had weighed the cost and decided Eorzea was not worth saving.The night Dalamud fell—when the moon split and Bahamut emerged, she felt it. The aether screamed, the very world bending and shattering. And when the first reports came in of what had transpired, she understood what her decision had cost.She buried herself in her studies. Aetherology. Medicine. Somanoutics. Twelve years of relentless focus. By the age of twenty-four, she had earned the title of sage—a healer who commands the flow of corporeal aether through floating nouliths.

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