About Nimniel Aldarien
Name: Nimniel Aldarien
Str 12 ( ), Dex 19 (17), Con 12 ( ), Int 14 ( ), Wis 18 (16), Cha 14 ( )
This tall, attractive half-elven woman is remarkably calm and poised in defiance of her stormy blue-grey eyes. Her wavy black tresses fall about her shoulders, though she pulls some from the sides back into a top-knot to keep it contained. The way she moves her willowy frame is at once graceful and economical, and you doubt that the sabre at her side is for mere show.
A long, hooded trenchcoat of supple black leather lined in olive green accentuates her trim, toned limbs, and elegant hips, and you can just make out the hint of elven mail worn beneath it, the slack taken up by a blue sash. Holstered at her hip, attached by a silvery fob chain is a lacquered estucheon bearing the holy symbol of Stëora in painted relief. Upon her brow is a circlet denoting her rank as a naval officer and a priestess.
Senses low-light vision; Perception +16
Melee +1 Mithril Sabre +10 (1d8+5, 18-20×2)
Half Elf Racial Traits:
Cleric Class Features
Equipped/Worn: 17.5 lbs:
Magic Item Slots:
Baldric/ Carried: 13.5 lbs:
Baldric: (1 lbs)
Belt Pouch (#1): 3.5 lbs:
Belt Pouch: (0.5 lbs empty)
Pack/Droppable: 5 lbs:
Handy Haversack: (5 lbs)
Capacity — light: 43, medium: 86, heavy: 130
As a child, Nimniel was quite shy keeping to herself most of the time. Although she came from a noble family of marine merchants, the thought of simply being married off with no respect for her own ambitions or abilities did not sit well with her — particularly with her admiration of and devotion to Stëora. Thankfully, the private tutor in whose charge Nimniel was left was sympathetic to the young woman's ambitions. When her parents were away (as was often the case), the Setenbori woman would train the girl in how her own people had learned to meld their swordplay with their dance. Thus while Nimniel's parents saw their daughter growing up to be an elegant dancer with an expensive education, the coin and indifference only helped to equip Nimniel with the tools she would need to defy them.
And defy them she did. After having enough of their attempts to manipulate her future, Nimniel entered the navy. Her unique fighting style and education quickly set her apart as an ideal candidate for leadership — a challenging proposition for one who was so inwardly focused and tight-lipped. Yet rather than buckling under the expectations of others, she determined that this was yet another growth opportunity that she needed to overcome. Not content to do anything small, she signed on for a perilous mission to cross The Boundless and investigate the possibility of establishing a colony.
Yet moreso than weathering hurricanes, enduring long shifts, or battling monster and savages, the most difficult trial by far had been the ship's master — an incorrigible prince with a seemingly insatiable appetite for teasing banter.