Noemie D’Orsineau
Profile
Basic Information
Name:
Noemie D’Orsineau
Nickname(s):
Age:
63 (appears early 20s)
Birth Date:
8th Sun, Year of Beginnings 8233 (Caetus the Selkie)
Height:
4’11 (149cm)
Gender:
Female
Race:
Light Elf
Class:
Scout
Occupation:
Veterinarian/Lookout
Guild(s):
Enhancement(s):
Light Blossoming
Likes
Swimming, stage plays, sun dried tomatoes
Dislikes
(Flying) insects, preserved food
Personality
Neighbourly // Unassured // Skittish // Sheltered // Inexperienced // Resolute // Tenacious
Noemie has always set her sights on humble endeavours. She’s bright eyed and young, fairly unaccustomed to the world outside her own. Still young and dependent, she lacks life experiences to apply herself. Despite her mousy voice she is by no means a reserved individual, exuding the air of someone from a tight knit community - friendly, familiar towards everyone, and happy to help.
But with her life turned upside down, Noemie now constantly feels out of her depth. She will approach affairs with a shaky determination and desire to pull her weight. While she doesn’t buckle under pressure, she has yet to learn how to keep a level head. She will squirm, she will scream, but let no one say Noemie runs away from what scares her.
At present she clings to what is familiar, finding confidence in things she knows and understands. Stepping out is daunting, and she's always hesitated in doing so. The potential to temper her mettle is clearly there, coming out when she has someone to guide her. A deep rooted tenacity has slowly surfaced through recent trials, showing that with just a bit more bravery, she too can shine.
History
Growing up in a coastal town in Delverne’s west provinces gave Noemie a rather humble start in life. One of four children, her early days were spent helping their parents load up their caravan, swimming under clear skies, or watching the church theatre troupe’s plays about their home grown heroes. Visitors would come and go, exchanging places with traders who would ride to Delverne city and other towns to sell local wares. Noemie’s parents were two such traders, away for days or even weeks at a time, breadwinning in neighbouring lands. Occasionally the family would join them for such roadtrips, giving Noemie a taste of the world outside their town.
Noemie would have chosen a typical career on the sea if it weren’t for her inability to stay upright on a boat. It took some years of stubbornly trying and subsequently accepting her condition before she turned her focus elsewhere. She began a veterinary apprenticeship in her 30s with a well known vet from a local farm. Trader’s mounts and livestock of nearby settlements were her patients, learning how to administer all manner of care from delivering calves to treating wounds from wild creatures. Though without healing magic, Noemie’s strength lay in her gentle touch and knack with animals. Things were rather uneventful and steady for her as the years passed, but things were good. She got to watch her cousin be scouted by the Templar Sergeants, her oldest sister sail into fishing waters as captain for the first time, her father on stage fulfilling a childhood dream with the community theatre. She’d saved a shepherd’s flock from disease, treated her mother’s horse after a snake bite, cared for her cousin’s orphyr. Lovely, warm days under Aurea’s bounty.
Such memories are one of her few comforts in the darkness of Telurea. She remembers little of what happened, only that it began when her cousin had invited all the relatives to Delverne to celebrate… something. The festivities surrounding the reclamation of Alesse and welcoming Aurea’s will to the world will always play second fiddle to what actually happened. Panic in the streets, their Oracle turning her back on them. The explosions of magic as the human armies stormed in. Torn abruptly from one world to another, Noemie spends her skills caring for the animals and elves who made it underground.
Current Story
Wishing to be helpful, Noemie immediately joined those that spearheaded the exploration of their new dwellings. The darkness persists, but so must they.
Additional Info
Blossoming: glowing hair underlayer
When her blossoming first appeared, she took to wearing hoods and learned to style her hair out of her face as she found it distracting. Now she lets it out in the open since it is a light comfort (literally) in the dark underground.
Some of her veterinary knowledge is transferable to elves, so she’s taken to helping the medics in suturing, basic first aid, etc.
She’s started to learn how to use a slingshot since escaping to Telurea, courtesy of Arietta Zelder. While not a bad shot, she needs a bit of work.
Suffers from sea sickness and motion sickness in some circumstances. Despite this it’s somewhat of a regret of hers that she never managed to get on a boat proper/get over it.