Ninorra

Ninorra Bloodstone

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Full Name: Ninorra Bloodstone

Nicknames: Nina

Date of Birth: unknown (but she celebrates on February 14th)

Age: Early 30s

Race: Sin'dorei

Gender: female

Hair: black

Skin: brown

Eyes: red

Height: 5'1"

Weight: 140lbs

Place of residence: Bloodstone Manor

Place of Birth: Silvermoon

Known Relatives: Seppa Gitana-Hawkbrand (mother), Ju'fia Solarius (father), Vicailde Bloodstone (husband), Tallius Flamecrest (half-brother), Saphiara Sunspell (half-sister), Tirdisar Hawkbrand (step-father), Damian Bloodstone VI (son)

Religion/Philosophy: Treat others with kindness, as it will be beneficial in the end.

Occupation: warlock, soprano

Group/Guild affiliation: Sanctuary

Enemies: No one she would name, yet

Likes: music, friendship, talking, reading

Favorite Foods: delicately prepared birds, mushrooms, cakes and cookies

Favorite Drinks: wine

Favorite Colors: red

Weapons of Choice: scythe

Dislikes: boorish and brutish men, people who are cruel

Hobbies: singing, playing the guitar

Physical Features: Ninorra is small, but not frail. She is shapely, with unusually dark skin. Her hair is long, black, and exceptionally curly when she does not use product. Her eyes are a dark red.

Special Abilities: singing, she is a classically trained soprano.

Positive Personality Traits: she is both outgoing and friendly, with a need for politeness

Negative Personality Traits: she can be stubborn and is prone to meddling

Misc. Quirks: she preens herself often, checking on the status of her hair and nails.

Theme Songs: Il Canto del Vento by Rhapsody of Fire

History: Ninorra was raised by her mother until she was old enough to fend for herself. She was taught to play guitar by traveling bards, and spent most of her youth singing in taverns. When the Scourge attacked, she saved herself with help from the fel. With the destruction of the Sunwell, she was gravely weakened, but was able to help care for Lord Visca who gave her a home. When Lord Visca died, she was once again on her own and went on to sing in taverns again. 

Ninorra married the aristocrat known as Vicailde Bloodstone. Although their relationship was widely scrutinized, their fondness for each other was obvious. After less than a year of marriage, she gave birth to Damian Bloodstone IV.

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Danzrielle yawns, "Slave. Never met her. I hear she killed her owner. Isn't she in prison yet?"

Danyxandra bites her lip till her sister flounces off in a cloud of perfume and satin. "Don't listen to my sister. Ninorra is a fine woman, I met her myself, in person, just the other day at the Silvermoon Inn. She sings like and angel and plays an exotic instrument. I don't believe a word of the murder rumor. I received an invitation to her impending wedding and I truely wish I could attend, but unfortunate business will keep me on this continent at the time of her nuptials.

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She is an odd one... Afraid of Kiwi at first glance, I suppose he does take some getting used to.

Though she does seem to be rather entertaining for what I can gather when I am actually awake at the inn.

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"hrmm...." Vicailde pauses slightly before sighing. "She is one of the most loving persons I have met and very mature for her age but...she does have an odd taste in men." He chuckles lightly.

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Ah the wee elfie. I du have the knowing of this one, sure enough. She acts all sweet-like, buut she's still a wee elfie, maybe I shuuld keep an eye on haer fer it. Still she does have a pretty wee voice, and knows te treet all wee things with kindness, so that's guud, ye ken.

But, oh waily waily, she has the knowin of the letters! And nuthing guud can come of that! I'll have te keep an eye on haer te make suure she dunna go astray.

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I find her interesting. A former slave, but she is not bitter. She invited me to her wedding, but I was unable to attend. Perhaps I will meet her new husband sometime. He must be a worthy gentleman to have attracted such a mate.

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I met her in the Barrens. Interesting girl, and with a wonderful sense of style. Her red eyes seemed a bit odd to me, but I try not to judge others based on anything but their actions. I am happy to be a friend to this one.

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Aaah, the poor little thing really should stand up for herself. My brother seemed to have an eye on this one, though I would suppose it wasn't for the same reasons most men would. Let me dream, let me dream... Anyone can appreciate beauty, I guess.

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It was odd to see such beauty amongst the death and decay of Shadowfang Keep, but I am sure the fates planned it to be that way.

It was nice to have been able to meet her and help one another accomplish tasks that needed to be done in Shadowfang Keep.

Perhaps our paths will cross again some day.

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Has potential, but is stubbornly insistent on not making use of it. I pity her, the poor thing. And no, she's not getting her candy bowl back.

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I met her once at the Inn (whatever passes for an inn, anyway) at Grom'gol. She was freindly enough, very polite. Although just looking at her in her heavy robes in the sweltering jungle weather made -me- hot!

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No. You got her name wrong. Its 'Ninorra Ninorra'. I know, she told me so, Man.

She's pregnant. I could smell the hightened hormones. The swelling in her belly and her utters were pretty obvious as well.

I could tell she is a bit nervous about the whole thing, being her first and all. Well, I'm no midwife but I will help her out as much as I can. I never met a pregnant elf before but how different can it be?

Her eyes, they are even redder than mine.

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"Hmm, Ninorra?" Sifar's hand attempts to hide a smile. Once her grin is fixed, she says, "I met her, once. Quite stunnin' fer her kind. While I would ne'er presume te know another's inner self, she struck meh as strong willed an' capable. Tha' voice o' hers, though, tha' may hide her real passion."

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Bah. Wretched elf... neva seen her do nutt'in but complain about her bein' pregnant an' feedin' Niet'an strange ideas about what foods go tagetha.

Goin' ta leave her be, only because Niet'an asked me to. But she keep complainin about dat child of hers, an' keep cryin' about it...

I know some herbs, make sho' dat de child won' bodda her no more.

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Oh hey! I wonder how her pregnancy is going? I should check up on her. Nice lady. I think she could have a bit of a temper though.

Wierdest eyes I've ever seen on an elf. But then what do I know? Most of them look all alike to me. Still, those eyes make her stand out thats for sure Man.

*chuckles* hehe, red eyes an me are no strangers. Say, didn't I talk to you before? I swear I did. Wow, like deja vu Man!

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"Ninorra's great, I don't really get to talk to her enough. I think she's the only female Blood Elf next to Nymare that hasn't tried to cuddle me or get in my pants.

Don't look at me like that. I'm serious."

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Miss Ninorra is nice, although she, um, sometimes has an distracting smell to her. Makes it kind of hard to look her in the eye, those different, red ones.

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*Cerryan puts a finger to his lip, his face suddenly taking an "Oh yeah!" expression*

"I recall speaking to Miss Ninorra, the first time I was escorted to Shattrath by Lord Visca. We spoke for some time about some sort of rune, but my companions had much more knowledge in the subject than I, and I became a tad confused. I do hope Lord Visca invites her to the party!"

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I'll get you, breeding mare... just wait! When you least expect it, you'll fall. But only after that baby of yours is born. I happen to like sin'dorei children... *groans*

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