~ General Info ~
-Name-
Naomi Cornelia Saivis
-Nickname-
Nao
-Age-
19
-Gender-
Female
-Callsign-
Diona
-Height-
5'7" or 170 cm
~ Biography ~
Family Name
Saivis
-Personality-
Nao is sort of an oddball. She's not necessarily a bad person but she has trouble getting her feelings
across. With her lack of social development social cues are basically lost on her so things like sarcasm aren't always
understood. She also doesn't really get jokes unless its word play or puns. She can be very sweet and
often shows her affection in other ways such as trying to read up about your issues, listening,
or offering horribly baked goods. She rarely smiles but when she does it's
a sign she is both comfortable and happy, which is rare. Hesitates to get too close to
others in fear of being exploited like she has been for most of her life.
-History-
Nao was born to two parents who lived as a far branch under the house of Lightwall. Her parents were both researchers
and Nao was more of a genetic experiment than a planned joy. Her parents spent most of their time with her
testing her abilities, trying to judge where she would end up, and how they could best exploit
her towards gaining fame amongst the Lightwalls. Her parents wanted the fame and
glory of being good researchers, so much so that when Nao proved to be a an experiment that needed
time they abandoned her at home with a piss poor excuse for a nanny. At the age of 4, when
Nao was just starting to come out of her shell, everything was ripped away from her.
Her parents, in an attempt to make something extraordinary, blew up their lab. What actually happened
to her parents not even Nao knows, but she heard whispers that the bodies were never found. After
the explosion Nao was given up to the state. The Lightwalls wanted nothing to do with
such a failure of an edge branch and claimed that Nao had nothing to do with them. She became
a ward of the state and was further confined to their facilities. There was hardly any human interaction
Nao never really learned how to talk to other people. Her first real interactions were with
Arden when he arrived at the facility and even then the conversation was limited.
Instead, Nao spent most of her time reading and exploring the world of facts and science,
diving into things that could be for certain known. She decided to become a knight in hopes of
getting out of her shell a little bit and also because Arden had decided to become one. She
didn't want to be left alone and followed her only known acquaintance into the Academy at ARMS.
~ Abilities ~
-Style-
Nao's style of fighting can be compared to dance, only its far more deadly. Filled with spins and
flare she is seen as a flower of death on the battle field. She specializes in aoe attacks around herself and
hooking in her prey. While most of her fighting style relies on the use of her weapon her legs
do come into play with powerful combination attacks. Is well versed in many combat
styles and weapons due to free time.
-Devotions-
Nao's devotions center around Ice Manipulation and Creation
Ice Blade
With an open palm Nao coats the edges of her blade with ice. The feeling on contact with other's skin
is something akin to the cold burn of dry ice and it leaves behind a stinging pain.
It also creates little snowflakes that get caught in the flurry of her spins
Ice Make
Named after an anime she watched. Creates a structure out of ice to benefit her fighting
abilities, usually a sword or temporary shield of some sort. Functions as strengthened
ice and disappears after a certain amount of time or if she creates a different
object.
Ice Spike
Creates a flurry of needle sharp ice picks that hover around her, usually around max 10. She volleys them
either one by one at an intended target from mid range or all at once. Can be used as
sort of a rotating shield around her if needed and can sync up.
Hailstorm
Her finishing move. Creates a wave of needle sharp ice picks about a foot in diameter
that rain down from the sky. She rains them down with little to no mercy on her targets,
leaving behind icy patches where the large spikes contact the ground
-Weapon of Choice-
Crescent Pendulum
~ Extra ~
Loves cats to death, would have many if she had any place to call her own
She gets very interested in cool weapons or fighting styles. Anything she doesn't know interests her
She likes to keep her hair out of the way in a ponytail or a bun out on adventures
