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Namesta is a rather unique [[Nagas|naga]]. | Namesta is a rather unique [[Nagas|naga]]. | ||
| − | + | In perfect tune with the nature due to her strange origins, Namesta can communicate directly with all types of flora and can use her magic to breed plants. Her touch enable a sapling to become a three hundred foot tree in a matter of days. She can use camouflage to great effect, making her a cunning predator as her scales and yes even her skin change to mock her surroundings. She is quite voracious, but her pheromones emit a scent that causes her prey to enter a euphoric state. She uses this quite often, as her earthy nature doesn’t like to see beings harmed, but her predatory nature recognizes her place in the food chain and must submit to it. | |
Namesta is rather lascivious, however she can not conceive unless it is during her mating season in the spring. During this time, she copulate furiously and with anything that will sit still long enough. Namesta is subject to this as well, with one small exception. Namesta prefers females over males. During her mating season, Namesta has been seen in the amorous companionship of dryads, fairies, mermaids, dridders and once a human woman named Simone who she happened to rescue from the dridder she was with at the time. She is utterly shameless about her affairs. | Namesta is rather lascivious, however she can not conceive unless it is during her mating season in the spring. During this time, she copulate furiously and with anything that will sit still long enough. Namesta is subject to this as well, with one small exception. Namesta prefers females over males. During her mating season, Namesta has been seen in the amorous companionship of dryads, fairies, mermaids, dridders and once a human woman named Simone who she happened to rescue from the dridder she was with at the time. She is utterly shameless about her affairs. | ||
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| − | Namesta was not born in Felarya. She is from a world not entirely unlike ours, save for where humans of Earth have favored technological advancements, theirs favored the magical and natural. Her | + | Namesta was not born in Felarya. She is from a world not entirely unlike ours, save for where humans of Earth have favored technological advancements, theirs favored the magical and natural. Her arrival in the Felarya world was the result of her own foolishness. She was tinkering with dangerous plants in her green house when a reaction caused an explosion. The chemicals knocked her into a coma, her body taken by her tribe to rest in a sacred grove until she woke up. |
| − | However, though her body was incapable of action, her mind was free to wander. It ‘transcended’ the world she knew and sought out somewhere she could exist without the now dead weight of her physical form. It took many years, but she finally found Felarya, a wild, untamable world where nature thrived in abundance. Her conscious mind absorbed itself into the earth and rebuild it’s body from the first molecule, imprinting Felarya’s nature into itself as the body grew. It took nearly eighteen years for | + | However, though her body was incapable of action, her mind was free to wander. It ‘transcended’ the world she knew and sought out somewhere she could exist without the now dead weight of her physical form. It took many years, but she finally found Felarya, a wild, untamable world where nature thrived in abundance. Her conscious mind absorbed itself into the earth and rebuild it’s body from the first molecule, imprinting Felarya’s nature into itself as the body grew. It took nearly eighteen years for Namesta to regrow, and her appearance did not go unnoticed. |
The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was a beautiful naga woman with teal eyes and long blond hair. Namesta felt her heart beat hard against her chest as the lovely naga smiled at her. “Hi there. Glad to see you finally woke up.”Before five seconds had passed, Namesta had fallen in love with [[Crisis]]. | The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was a beautiful naga woman with teal eyes and long blond hair. Namesta felt her heart beat hard against her chest as the lovely naga smiled at her. “Hi there. Glad to see you finally woke up.”Before five seconds had passed, Namesta had fallen in love with [[Crisis]]. | ||
| − | While Crisis is friendly enough to her new friend, Namesta is out right flirtatious with her. She is a canny woman and tries everything from gifts (a bottle a aloe vera and berry lotion that makes her scales shimmer), to jumping up behind her while bathing and grasping her chest invitingly. It’s unclear if Crisis is flattered or appalled at the intentions, but either way it isn’t going to stop the pretty thing from trying to have her way with the sapphire scaled | + | While Crisis is friendly enough to her new friend, Namesta is out right flirtatious with her. She is a canny woman and tries everything from gifts (a bottle a aloe vera and berry lotion that makes her scales shimmer), to jumping up behind her while bathing and grasping her chest invitingly. It’s unclear if Crisis is flattered or appalled at the intentions, but either way it isn’t going to stop the pretty thing from trying to have her way with the sapphire scaled beauty. |
| − | + | Aside from her sexual needs, Namesta is brilliant and playful. Just being beautiful and female isn’t enough to survive her. She is quite voracious and dislikes shallow or vain people, someone who is blatantly stupid or flippant is going to be eaten very quickly. Really the only way to survive her is if she just isn’t hungry, engrossed in a project, or in the middle of mating season. (In which case you may end up ravished but alive) | |
| − | + | Because her body reformed in Felarya, her coloring has changed from it’s original shades. The deep blues, greens, silvers, and purples of the jungle environment are present in all of her | |
| − | + | to the point of disappearing completely in tree branches. Now to be perfectly clear, some people feel that her close connection with flora makes here a dryad. This is not true. Dryads are half plant, half women. Namesta is entirely naga, but she shares her energy/soul with the plants of her world to both of their benefits. Even with her newly formed body, she has merely absorbed the chemicals, cells, and nutrients she needed to copy her old body. However, she does have great admiration for the dryads and constantly questions them about what it feels like to be nature. | |
Revision as of 08:27, 24 June 2007
Giant Naga
Age: 271 (new body age 19)
Under construction
Namesta is a rather unique naga.
In perfect tune with the nature due to her strange origins, Namesta can communicate directly with all types of flora and can use her magic to breed plants. Her touch enable a sapling to become a three hundred foot tree in a matter of days. She can use camouflage to great effect, making her a cunning predator as her scales and yes even her skin change to mock her surroundings. She is quite voracious, but her pheromones emit a scent that causes her prey to enter a euphoric state. She uses this quite often, as her earthy nature doesn’t like to see beings harmed, but her predatory nature recognizes her place in the food chain and must submit to it.
Namesta is rather lascivious, however she can not conceive unless it is during her mating season in the spring. During this time, she copulate furiously and with anything that will sit still long enough. Namesta is subject to this as well, with one small exception. Namesta prefers females over males. During her mating season, Namesta has been seen in the amorous companionship of dryads, fairies, mermaids, dridders and once a human woman named Simone who she happened to rescue from the dridder she was with at the time. She is utterly shameless about her affairs.
Backstory
Namesta was not born in Felarya. She is from a world not entirely unlike ours, save for where humans of Earth have favored technological advancements, theirs favored the magical and natural. Her arrival in the Felarya world was the result of her own foolishness. She was tinkering with dangerous plants in her green house when a reaction caused an explosion. The chemicals knocked her into a coma, her body taken by her tribe to rest in a sacred grove until she woke up.
However, though her body was incapable of action, her mind was free to wander. It ‘transcended’ the world she knew and sought out somewhere she could exist without the now dead weight of her physical form. It took many years, but she finally found Felarya, a wild, untamable world where nature thrived in abundance. Her conscious mind absorbed itself into the earth and rebuild it’s body from the first molecule, imprinting Felarya’s nature into itself as the body grew. It took nearly eighteen years for Namesta to regrow, and her appearance did not go unnoticed.
The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was a beautiful naga woman with teal eyes and long blond hair. Namesta felt her heart beat hard against her chest as the lovely naga smiled at her. “Hi there. Glad to see you finally woke up.”Before five seconds had passed, Namesta had fallen in love with Crisis.
While Crisis is friendly enough to her new friend, Namesta is out right flirtatious with her. She is a canny woman and tries everything from gifts (a bottle a aloe vera and berry lotion that makes her scales shimmer), to jumping up behind her while bathing and grasping her chest invitingly. It’s unclear if Crisis is flattered or appalled at the intentions, but either way it isn’t going to stop the pretty thing from trying to have her way with the sapphire scaled beauty.
Aside from her sexual needs, Namesta is brilliant and playful. Just being beautiful and female isn’t enough to survive her. She is quite voracious and dislikes shallow or vain people, someone who is blatantly stupid or flippant is going to be eaten very quickly. Really the only way to survive her is if she just isn’t hungry, engrossed in a project, or in the middle of mating season. (In which case you may end up ravished but alive)
Because her body reformed in Felarya, her coloring has changed from it’s original shades. The deep blues, greens, silvers, and purples of the jungle environment are present in all of her
to the point of disappearing completely in tree branches. Now to be perfectly clear, some people feel that her close connection with flora makes here a dryad. This is not true. Dryads are half plant, half women. Namesta is entirely naga, but she shares her energy/soul with the plants of her world to both of their benefits. Even with her newly formed body, she has merely absorbed the chemicals, cells, and nutrients she needed to copy her old body. However, she does have great admiration for the dryads and constantly questions them about what it feels like to be nature.
- Credits goes to Chroias for the design and idea
