Nihara
| Nihara | |
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Busts of Nihara by Moira | |
| Creator | The Observer |
| Information | |
| Species | Nekomata |
| Gender | Female |
| Occupation | Water Therapist |
| Religion | Tiran |
| Nationality | Tronarii |
| Location | Undermountain |
| Stats | |
| Level | 6 |
| Health | 315 |
| Resolve | 206 |
"You're safe here; do rest a while." Her smile widens a bit and she makes to raise a finger to her lips, then catches herself. "Tell me, what brings you all the way out here today?"
Nihara is a follower of Tira who lives in the Undermountain. A water wyrd, she has to stay by the lake, and was unable to retreat into Khor'minos with the rest of the Tiran Temple. Nihara uses her white magic and water therapy to attend to other Khor'minoans riding out the demonic invasion in their lakeside villas. She takes in a lot of water to remain hydrated and is vulnerable to corruption from tainted liquids, such as the bodily fluids of Demons or particularly corrupted individuals. There's a lot of danger in the Undermountain, but Nihara has a plan that you can be involved with if the two of you get to know each other.
"Ah. A nekomata, and one touched by elemental powers at that... A people not too unlike Jassiran catfolk who originate from just across the straits from my homeland in the nation of Macah. Almost identical, in fact, save for their two tails as opposed to the catfolk's one. Sometimes, those amongst them are born touched by elemental power, turning them into... I think the closest words in Belharan would be to call her a water wyrd."
—Kiyoko
Appearance
Nihara's appearance is variable, depending on whether she is pure or corrupted, if she's pregnant and what stage of pregnancy she's at, and if she's had any children. The following is her default appearance.
At first glance, Nihara appears no different from a catfolk, her six and a half foot height notwithstanding; her general features are overtly feline, ears and tails alike, their odd color perhaps explainable by the Jassiran practice of dyeing one's hair and fur. Noticing you eye her, the goocat grins sheepishly but nevertheless retains her good humor, holding herself back from shrinking away in embarrassment and giving you a good look at her from head to toe. Despite being a priestess of the goddess of death and time, Nihara's actually quite warm and accommodating — big blue eyes with slits for pupils, a narrow chin and small nose frame her welcoming smile, and you can see how she'd have been popular amongst the minotaur patricians who had their villas around the lakeshore.
Once one moves past that, though, her nature as a water wyrd becomes evident — be it the patterns on her skin or the gooey material of her hair and tails, it's obvious that Nihara shares a primordial ancestry in the same fashion as a hellhound or galehound would. Both her hair and twinned tails are comprised of viscous water that shimmers azure like the light of the stars off the lake, that goo-hair flowing in long locks that extend all the way to her calves. Similarly, she's gathered both her tails atop her lap while she sits, idly toying with the tips while she chats with you. All of it softly pulses and undulates in time with the gentle glow that the cyan markings on her body give off, giving her the impression of rhythmic waves or tides beating against a shore.
And speaking of her markings... they cover most of her body, even if they're predominantly on her right half. At a distance, they might look like particularly flamboyant and exotic tattoos, but when one draws closer the rich blue colors that make up the numerous swirling lines splayed across her skin shimmer and shine with a silvery sheen that no mere ink could ever manage. One of the two parts of a water wyrd's elemental heritage, as you understand it, the other being Nihara's hair. Formed from what can only be described as viscous water, it holds itself together with a goo-like consistency in locks of deep blue that run down all the way to her calves, blue like the glimmer of the waves upon the lake's surface
She doesn't pay it much mind most of the time, but each long strand of liquid hair has shown itself to be slightly prehensile in perhaps the fashion of a lupine tail. Nihara's two tails are made of the same stuff as her hair is, perhaps a little brighter but nevertheless largely the same color and long enough to fall to her ankles. Even the feline ears that sit atop her head, while no different from a catfolk's in shape or proportion, are made of the same watery goo-stuff. Yet they're no less alive and playful than the rest of her, possessed of that same boisterous energy that animates the water wyrd.
Nihara's clothes are made up in the style the local Minoan fashion tempered by Tronariian sensibilities; the bulk of the fabric is black with gold trimmings, the emblematic colors of those in service to the goddess of death and time. Indeed, the bust clasp that holds her rather revealing garments closed is shaped like an hourglass, and running down her cleavage is a large pendant shaped like the moon; bronze bracers and a choker complete the flowing ensemble that fits well with the fluid, seamless way in which the goocat moves.
That being said, you move your eyes away from Nihara's face and clothes to the rest of her. The goocat is as proportionally wide as she's tall, with an hourglass figure to match — whether this is some aspect of her fluid nature or a boon from the goddess she serves is anyone's guess, but it's no doubt served her well in her outreach efforts to the local minotaur patricians even after the undermountain's become flooded with imps. The goocat's tits are heavy, each one just about as big as her head, and while they're mostly even from base to zenith they've got that slight teardrop shape that only adds a certain something or the other to their delectable, taut perkiness. Coupled with the energetic, eager warmth of her demeanor, they only look all the more cute, and you're reminded of the old adage that one's attitude is more often than not reflected upon one's exterior.
Each mound is capped with a petite nipple that looks so small compared to what it sits upon, slightly tanned despite Nihara herself having spent so many of her days underground.
From her rack, then, to her belly. Nihara's midriff is slender and lean, lightly muscled as evidenced by the divot that runs down her chest and to her belly button, yet with enough softness to her that any further definition is hidden. She's not squishy by any means, but there's a welcoming tenderness to her flesh, one that anyone willing to receive an embrace from her knows too well. While most of her body is covered with azure markings that crawl over her skin, the front of her midriff is surprisingly clear of them, save for a simple wave pattern just below her navel.
Further down, the goocat's hips rise from her sides, somewhat wider than her shoulders; her thighs are firm and thick, plush and turgid with a definite well-hydrated look. She's soft... but by no means flabby, and the cute round butt she's sporting is perky and tight. Even without actually being a mother yet, she's got a very cute junior MILF energy about her and when both body and demeanor work together the resultant image is more powerful than they would be alone.
You also notice that Nihara's thighs are where the azure wave-like markings on her body are the broadest and most plentiful; the saying that it's all going to go to your ass and thighs is quite literal in her case. The goocat may have more or less an hourglass shape, but it's undeniably weighted towards her bottom. And speaking of bottoms... you can't help but notice that Nihara's sitting just so that the black-and-gold of her priestess' garb just happens to outline the contours of this pussy's pussy. Probably inadvertent, but the result is no less eye-catching for what it is.
All in all, Nihara cuts a pretty figure, and with her body being more fluid than most that's not a big surprise; the goocat exudes an energy that's somewhere between big sister and mother, demure, sultry, kind, doting all in one package and more than willing to share it with others. The only question now, then, is since the both of you are keenly aware of the fact that you've been eyeing each other, whether you're doing to do anything about it or just let all that tension build up.
Corruption
As a water wyrd, Nihara needs a high liquid intake to remain hydrated, and is vulnerable to corrupted liquids. If you're particularly pure you can help purify her, or if you're particulary corrupt you can corrupt her. Nihara's corruption value starts at 2. If she goes up to 6 corruption, she is counted as Corrupted. Once Corrupted, Nihara is openly lascivous, and single-mindedly focused on breeding and multiplying with you. She will return to Pure once she falls below 6 corruption.
| Event | Effect |
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| Choose Watch as Nihara is attacked by Imps | +2 corruption |
| Hydration with a champion with 25 or less corruption | -1 corruption |
| Hydration with a champion with 75 or more corruption | +1 corruption |
Interactions
First Encounter
While the catgirl looks to be holding her own for now, the sheer number of imps is slowly but steadily overwhelming her, more flapping in from the darkness to replace those which she manages to smite. If you're going to intervene in this mess and turn the tides of this battle, you ought to do it now.
Subsequent Encounters
Entering The Catacombs
"When we evacuated the temple for the pantheon in the city proper, the entrance to the catacombs was sealed against imps, slimes, looters, and the like. I can open the door. Calise and I talked about the possibility, given that it'd be in her interests to further secure a portion of the tunnels from incursions, but ultimately she and her people have a job to do under the Minotaur King and that duty comes first. However, she did mention you as someone who has no such binding obligations to the local crown."
Combat
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Sex
Pregnancy
"As a water wyrd, I'm able to metabolize the seed before it has any chance to take root... unless, of course, I consciously allow it to do just that. Is there a particular reason you ask?"
You were just thinking that since the both of you are going to be engaged in such vigorous activity...
Nihara raises a finger mid-sentence and nods. "I've given some thought to it, especially since the lake is going to be safer than it was. But even so... I'm willing to let whatever happens happen."