Niniva (Sumerian Dude)

References:
https://lauravaleri.com/2014/09/19/what-the-sumerians-wore/
http://sumerianshakespeare.com/117701/118101.html
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ym7pSgT_Reg
http://imgur.com/a/fkKCx

Lynnia Art: http://imgur.com/a/KGaQQ

Name: Niniva (Niva/Iva for short)
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Height: 5' 4”
Weight: Light for build
Appearance: Though he's eighteen, Niniva looks more like a scrawny fourteen- or fifteen-year old than anything else. Whip-thin, he doesn't have much fat on his body, and while he does have a decent amount of musculature, it's on the lower-end of what one might expect from where he comes. However, his somewhat-stocky frame hints at how he could grow and develop in the future into a powerful build, and he does possess a noticeable amount of dark hair on his chest. His skin is decently dark like one would expect from a desert-dweller, and his hair is black, smooth, and curly, and stretches down to his shoulder blades when free. His eyes are a rich, earthy brown.

When undisguised--or pretty much all the time--Niniva has some noticeably inhuman traits. The pupils of his eyes reflect light like a cat's or dog's when seen in the right lighting, his canines are larger and more pronounced, the general amount of hair on his body becomes more prominent, and most noticeable of all, he sports a pair of horns atop his head. Smooth, only slightly curving, and about two to three inches long, the horns stick straight up and are (unusually enough) colored a light, dusky pink with the luster of jade. (Think saiga horns.)

His Outfit is a deep red kaunakes-like wraparound skirt that extends from his waist to near his ankles, with loops sewn into the fabric on the bottom fourth making a tufted look there, and it's held up by a yellow cloth belt around his waist. His torso is bare, save for a small yellow and green mantle over his shoulders. A couple simple bronze bracelets are on each forearm at the wrist, and a single wide band of lapis lazuli encircles part of his left upper arm; the latter is his Healing Artifact. On each ear are two simple earrings made of gold with etched carnelian set in them. Around his head is a band of yellow fabric that holds his hair up in what could be called a bun. And on his feet are a pair of simple leather sandals. As for Niniva's weapon, he wields a one-handed leaf-shaped bronze sword that's about two-and-a half feet long, with a blade polished to a mirror sheen.

When Prime of Your Life is activated, Niniva undergoes a drastic change. He becomes almost a foot and a half taller, standing at a whopping ~7', and his physique improves to match his new height by becoming heavily muscled and very powerful, /extremely/ ripped, and a bit more hairy as well. His facial features become stronger and more masculine, and a long curled beard stretches down to about the center of his chest. From the top of his head, his horns grow into a glorious pair of eland-like horns, large and proud. As for his Outfit, it is similarly altered. The skirt turns a brighter, brilliant red, and also becomes armored with bronze segments, while the belt becomes a thick, armored girdle. The bracelets become bracers and highly-flexible gauntlets, while the mantle turns into a long battle cloak of sorts, and like the skirt it too has bronze armored segments on it. The band around his head becomes an ornate gold helm that leaves space for his horns and doesn't go farther down than his ears. The earrings change to become a bit larger and more complex, with a few small inch-long windchime-like cylindrical thingies hanging from them. The lapis lazuli band around his upper left arm and etched carnelian in the earrings also glows softly. Also, he gains a short beaded necklace with a small pendant made of gold, bronze, lapis lazuli, and carnelian. As for the sword, it grows quite large. In fact, a couple inches from the tip, the blade splits down the middle vertically, and it also splits into three horizontal sections as well; the blade sections expand, making the “blade” overall longer and wider. The hilt extends to allow for proper two-handed usage, and the space in between the blade sections is actually filled with glowing orangey-red energy--kind of like a lightsaber, except not /quite/ as bright.



Age: 15
Body: Underdeveloped
Spec: Time
Weapon: Melee
Outfit: Flowing
Power: Prime of Your Life
Perks: Awareness, Healing Artifact, Masculinity, Natural Aging, Get Out of Jail, Memory Link
MonB Perks: Legacy, Tooth and Claw, Babel Tongue, Coercion, Overlay, Void Touched


STR: 16
AGI: 5
VIT: 10
MAG: 12
LCK: 7

Soak: 6
HP: 20
MP: 14
FP: 7



21:47] <DrEvilKitteh> Niniva laughed softly and took a quick sip of water. "Now it is I who must say
'think nothing of it'. Such a thing might actually be rather nice in the deserts of Sumer...or perhaps not. I
am unsure..." He rubbed his chin in thought for a moment. "...Ah, but before I forget, you just made me
recall something that trickster man said, earlier. It was...'our Adorable Aysu'?" Niniva looked back at
Aysu, peering curiously at the raincoat girl. "Do many people think of you that way? It...erm, well, th-
thinking about it, I...can...somewhat see what he might have, ah, meant. By that. 'Adorable', I mean.
And...you being...erm, that." ...He picked up his water and sloooowly too a loooong sip from it, very
deliberately focusing his gaze away from Aysu, though he could still see her in his peripheral vision.
Now, after saying it like that, he felt terribly awkward and half-wished he'd shut up before saying most of
it.

22:08] <Aysu> "O-oh, that nickname again..." Aysu blushed, reaching beside her for for her tea only to
realize it was empty. Even so, she held the still warm mug between her sleeved hands. "They... often do,
yes. It is not that I dislike it when meant as a complement, but I... find it embarassing to be called such.
It often seems like it is meant to make me feel more like..." Aysu furrowed her brow, wrestling with her words. She gave a sigh and started her thought anew. "It reminds me too much of some of the pet names my sisters had for me. Maybe I merely do not like being
thought of being looked upon in a childish light? Or at least not by my peers."

22:30] <DrEvilKitteh> "Ah." Niniva's expression sobered. "...I understand that sentiment. I have not
exactly been called 'adorable' or anything remotely close by others in my clan, but I despise being viewed
and treated as a child." He considered his next words as he propped his head on his hands, one bare foot
bouncing gently on the floor. "Hm. Perhaps...it is not necessarily childish? Erm, 'adorable' does seem like
it is a word more commonly applied to someone more youthful, but could it not also apply to some adult
women as well?" He did a brief check of the meaning of the word in his mind. Doing so was a rather
bizarre feeling, almost like reading a dictionary entry--though it wasn't precisely in terms of words, but
instead feelings, impressions, and relations to other words. Sort of. It was hard to describe, ironically
enough. "After all, it...is similar to 'cute', and in some uses also has connotations of high levels of
attractiveness, and possibly being worthy of adoration. So...while it is perhaps similar to those pet names
you were given, would you not be able to own and embrace it? In, erm, a manner of speaking." He ceased
his foot bouncing and sighed. "...Forgive my rambling," Niniva mumbled, feeling a little embarrassed by
all that. He just didn't want his friend to feel very uncomfortable about being described in such a way by
what was most likely a fairly common nickname. That, and he did think she fit that description in a fairly
apt manner at some times.

22:45] <Aysu> "W-well..." Aysu ran her fingertips through her hair, trying to seem more collected. "If
you think me... adorable, then I..." She clenched her hands in front of her chest. "I am grateful that you do
not mean such in a teasing fashion."

23:09] <DrEvilKitteh> "I would never!" Niniva said in protest to that last part. "I know how that can
make one feel...bad, so...when I...if I think or say that you are adorable, it...would most definitely not be
in a teasing fashion." Despite being flustered by saying that, he straightened and tried to shake it off as he
continued, attempting to speak with conviction and strength. It...only sort of worked. "Indeed! You are
not unattractive, and indeed very much the opposite! You have been kind and caring and understanding
since almost the moment we have met! You have spoken wise things on more than one occasion, and are
my friend, and though new in that regard, I do my best to treasure my friends! Thus, when I say now that
you are adorable, and think the same of you from here on out, I do it in all seriousness, for I see no reason
why one such as yourself would not be worthy of being called that! You have my solemn vow on this!"
His hand, clenched and raised in an almost heroic pose before his bare chest, slowly lowered as he
gradually shrunk in on himself. It was as though he could feel his very life force withering away, his core
and soul sagging and crumpling as it was slowly rendered into dust. By the gods, why had he said that?! It
had sounded encouraging and the like in his head, but after saying it out loud, it...just made him want to
curl up in the corner from sheer awkwardness, embarrassment, and a tiny bit of shame sprinkled in for
good measure. 'Oh gods, I'm such an idiot...' Niniva thought to himself.

23:32] <Aysu> As Niniva gave his strange and impassioned speech, Aysu's hands steadily crept up her
face until she was simply peering through her fingers. She looked like she must want to die of
embarrassment. "Y-you... that..." Aysu was certainly at a loss for words now, increasingly aware of the
public surroundings and just how many people must have witnessed that even among the staff alone.

23:48] <DrEvilKitteh> Niniva swallowed drily and, keeping his eyes staring away from Aysu, lifted a
hand and placed it on his face. He hadn't been untruthful--far from it. Still, he still felt like hurling himself
off a cliff was an appropriate thing to do after...after that. What the hell did he even say after all that?
Aysu was clearly mortified, when he'd hoped to achieve the exact opposite with his speech. Gods, he
really had a way with women. That is, an extremely awkward, poor way. He wanted to run and hide
somewhere, but...that would be cowardly, wouldn't it? Would it not be better to stand and face things
despite feeling so...so horrible? “...Erm.” ...Shit, and of course his mind had gone completely and utterly
blank. “I, ah...am...sorry if you feel I have wronged you. I-I meant no disrespect or...or making you feel,
erm, embarrassed...so...” He weakly cleared his throat. “...I did...mean what I said, however,” he said in a
tiny, strangled voice.

23:55] <Aysu> "That's... okay," Aysu mumbled, getting up from her seat unsteadily. She hesitated,
perhaps gauging how quickly she could escape out the door. "I appreciate the sentiment, if not the... the
enthusiasm with which you announced that... to the entire room."

23:58] <DrEvilKitteh> Niniva slumped against the bar and gave another mumbled, muffled apology. He
really wanted to curl up and turn invisible, now. Or die. That was an option, too.