healer, song singer, wise woman, witch

Nella 'Nel' Volvastan | 23 | Female | Healer of Berk  { Independent RP Blog | HTTYD OC | Multi-verse, Multi-ship | Open }

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"Evenin’, what can I get ya?"

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☤ —  "...Just a herbal tea is fine..."

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"Paint a picture, it’ll last longer."

"That might be true but pictures are never as nice as the real thing."

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The young man simply shook his head a chuckled before hoping over to her. Luckily there were a few rocks jutting out of the mud and made for good transportation without getting filthy. “Here, let me help you out of there.” And with those words, he offered a hand and a kind smile. Although, the entire time he was doing this he was also fighting back the urge to just laugh. Her hair had been smudged and the brown mud contrasted with the almost white hair of hers. 

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☤ — Nel went back to what she was doing, because believe it or not, she was standing in the mud for a reason. Looking up, suddenly with a hand out stretched towards and a rather handsome burly young man giving her a smile. This close, Nel could see the laughter dancing in his eyes, close to spilling out of his mouth. Raising her eyebrow at him again, she fluttered her eyelashes in a mocking fashion. “Oh, why thank you kind sir.” Without much effort, Nel easily removed one of her hands from the mud and shot her hand out to wipe it across his face.

“I’m not stuck, genius.” Nel teased him, giggling at the look on his face. “And even if I was… how could I take your hand if both my arms were stuck?” She said, removing her second hand, in which she was holding some ball of mud. Standing up straight, she picked at it until it was revealed to not be a ball of mud, but in fact some kind of mud-dwelling root.

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"Are you this— Healer I’ve heard about? 'Cause I could really use some help with my arm. It— It might be broken.”

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☤ -- "Yes, I'm a healer, and yes, your arm is very much broken." Nel replied, approaching her carefully. The other blonde's arm was at some odd, painful look angle, but unlike most, Nel did not flinch away.

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"Paint a picture, it’ll last longer."

"That might be true but pictures are never as nice as the real thing."

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☤ -- Nel's expression was distinctly unimpressed with his reply. "Impressive. Did you think of that one yourself?" She asked, raising an eyebrow at him. She would be lying if she hadn't recieved similar compliments before from the boorish, loud Viking types. Well, it was flattery more than a compliment really, but right now she wasn't sure it was the right time.

He'd found her in the rockpools on one of the coves beneath the cliffs, her clothes pulled up above her knees and elbows. The lower half of her legs and arms were submerged in sea mud, thick and clay brown. Nel knew for a fact this was not her finest hour - she was positive she'd wiped some across her hair and into her pale hair.

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☤ -- "You're bleeding."

"Hm?" It took a moment for the young man to catch his breath after the dragon attack. He didn’t even notice the large scratch across his arm where a Nadder dug their claws into him. Eh, looks like another scar was bound to his skin. "It’ll be fine." Eret shrugged off the strangers worries before ripping off a section of his shirt and wrapping the cloth around his heavily bleeding on.

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☤ -- "Wait." The women with the pale braided hair said firmly, going over to him and grabbing his hand to stop him from bandaging the wound. "You need to remove the poison first." She told him, hesitating for a moment. "...I'm a healer."

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☤ character development | scars

3.) Name one scar your character has, and tell us where it came from. If they don’t have any, is there a reason?

As a Viking, it would be rare not to have any scars, and Nel is no exception. Most of them are small, tiny little things dotting her arms and legs, barely noticeable. The most prominent would be the one she keeps hidden - at the small of her back is an adult hand sized burn scar. Although it may not look like much, this scar carries meaning.

It was received when Nel underwent dragon training, and was unfortunate enough to be paired up with a rather loud-mouthed, reckless, pig-headed idiot. Sounds like most Viking lads, right? Well, this one fancied himself the greatest dragon slayer of all time, just waiting to be discovered, as most do. However, although he had 'courage' (some would call it stupidity), he possessed little intelligence. Whilst taking the time to boast of his skill in the arena, he left himself completely open to attack. Nel, acting upon instinct, moved to shove him out of the way, and had her back grazed in the process. The fire blast, although barely touching her, knocked her down and left a nasty scar for the rest of her life.

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☤ characted development | physical features

2.) What are your characters most prominent physical features?

Nel's most prominent physical feature would undoubtedly be her hair. The length and Viking braid is common, however the colour of unusual and considered rare, rarer than red hair among Berkians and other Viking clans. A pale blonde, so pale it is often confused to be white, Nel inherited it from her great-grandmother. The village Elder who birthed her recalled an old story that said those born with hair so pale is was almost white were old souls reborn and that even as children, they would grow to be wise.

Besides her pale hair, Nel has her father's blue eyes and the slim, lithe build often associated with the younger female Vikings, although hers is considered a little more 'pear' shaped with wider hips and a smaller bust.

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☤ character development | parents

1.) Describe your character’s relationship with their mother or their father, or both. Was it good? Bad? Were they spoiled rotten, ignored? Do they still get along now, or no?

Nel has a good relationship with her mother, despite the miscommunication between them. Nel was raised from the age of nine by a single mother, after her father did not return from a venture against the Dragon's Nest. Nel has never held it against the ways of the Vikings or the chief about what happened to her father - warriors who did not come back was common place and he was honoured with a warrior's death, defending the life of his comrades by facing a Deadly Nadder and falling against it's poison. However, she has yet to find it in her heart to truly forgive the dragons because of it.

Nel and her mother have an interesting relationship. One would think, seeing the two of them interact, that they would hate to spend time in each other's company. Nella's mother is cheerful, bubbly and, in the nicest way possible, not all that bright. However, she is loyal and hardworking, a solid member of the community who will happily pull her weight and understands the efforts of hard work. Her daughter often finds her to be overwhelming, and just wishes she would sit down and stop talking for five minutes a day, but alas. Nella's mother's favourite topic of conversation with her daughter always seems to come back to marriage, a topic that exhaust and exasperates Nel to no end.

Despite this, her mother has always been a supportive figure in her life, accepting her daughter's decision to become a healer and live away from Berk for the years her training would require, and giving up the strong possibility of marriage in aid of pledging her life to healing. However, that still doesn't stop her from trying to encourage her daughter to not 'waste her youth and beauty' in trying to get her a man. Nella, now she has returned, is thankful to have been given her own home.

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"Don’t pretend like you don’t know. You’re smitten." Astrid teased, folding her arms and laughing when she was smacked. She couldn’t say she was entirely surprised by the reaction, but her cackling said that she didn’t mind. It was fun to tease people, after all. “I can give him a hint to get you in his grasp, you know.” The second-in-command grinned, nudging the other’s sides, "Give him a bit of imagery to think about so that he just comes and takes you for his own one night. You’ll like it, I assure you." 

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☤—  "Smitten?" Nel said with a raised eyebrow and a smirk. She rolled her eyes, but continued to smirk to herself. "Smitten with those arms, perhaps... And that jaw." Nel continued to look pleased with herself until Astrid suggested putting the idea of Nel's into the head of the man in question. "Get me in his grasp, hm?" She said to herself, lifting her fingers to touch her chin in thought. She couldn't deny the idea sounded... inviting. The healer giggled, fingers covering her lips "Take me for his own one night?" Nel let a pause linger before adding. "...Why just the one night?" She burst into giggles, covering her lips again. "And I do what kind of... imagery... you have in mind to entice him?"

[soil-my-britches]

☤— "Could you pass me that?"

"Of course, dear," he said, tossing her what she needed. ((If this is from a meme I don’t know. And hi))

[soil-my-britches]

"Oh sorry… I thought it was empty."

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☤—  Nel flushed, handling the vial carefully and close to her chest. "J-Just... be careful next time."

[soil-my-britches]

☤— "Could you pass me that?"

"Of course, dear," he said, tossing her what she needed. ((If this is from a meme I don’t know. And hi))

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☤—  "H-Hey!" Nel cried as she grabbed the ceramic vial he easily threw at her. "Be careful! Geez..."

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    "My Viking Woman wrath is pretty terrifying. I can’t blame you for being too frightened to risk it," She teased back gently, unwinding and re-braiding the bottom of her hair to smooth it out as she listened to the other girl. Nella had obviously had a different life than what she ahd, but that was why Astrid had made it her duty to properly corrupt her and give her the teaching she needed to fair better in Berk. Vikings were crass and obnoxious sometimes, after all. "Don’t worry, your secrets are safe with me. Your body, however-" She smirked, but it was interrupted with the revelation of Nel’s object of affection, “Oh, you mean Eret!” She said, sitting up a little straighter and leaning over so she could nudge the other girl. "Been making your horns rumble too, has he?" 

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☤—  "Oh, yes, I think that was his name." Nel replied, trying to sound coy, but her demeanour was shattered as she gasped, throwing out her arm to slap Astrid across the arm. "Astrid! Behave!" She said, unable to keep herself from laughing. Her blush was prominent across her pale cheeks, and in some vain attempt to remain composed she began to play with the end of her pale braid, looking out to see. "...He has a very... masculine charm." The healer admitted, mind wandering to mental images of the former dragon trapper doing some form of manual labour. "I'm not one for needing a man but... I wouldn't complain if that one got me in his grasp."

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The night fury looked down at his feet as he was scolded for the spike on the rooftop that he broke. He didn’t mean to break it after all, it just kind of happened when he reared up on it.

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☤—  "Wh-Why!? Just why did you think that was okay!?" Nel fumed, pointing at her damaged roof. "What am I supposed to do when it rains?"

[inboxstuff]

My muse hasn't slept for days, come in my inbox and make them go to bed

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When your rp partner suddenly appears

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{What? No bow, have some respect.}

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☤— "E-Easy there... potentially fatal dragon... I don't mean any harm..." Nel said, slowly picking up the basket she'd dropped at the sight of him and back away. She was completely ignorant to the language of understanding dragons, and honestly, returning to Berk, she was still getting used to them being around in the first place.

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      {❖} - “Oh-Uh…Well. I-I mean, Hiccup. I’m Hiccup, Stoick’s Son. And-And you are?”

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☤—  "...Hiccup?" Nel asked, looking him up and down and becoming visible surprised. "Wow... You... You've grown. I mean, obviously, you would've grown in seven years but... I didn't expect... Ahem." Nel cleared her throat, glancing away. "S-Sorry, you probably don't remember me. And now I'm just... rambling on about the wonders of puberty. I-I'm Nel, uh, Nella. Either/Or is fine... Heh."