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Nickname: Moonchild, Luna, Nemo
Gender: Female
Age: 28
Clan: Djinn
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Nima is a strikingly beautiful woman, her very presence radiating a quiet, effortless elegance. Long, silken white hair cascades past her lower back, catching the light like silver in motion. Her skin is a soft mocha tone, warm and smooth, a subtle contrast to the cool hues that often surround her. Her eyes, a muted gray-blue, carry a calm, distant depth, while her lips hold a natural blush, as though touched by gloss even in its absence. Her everyday attire reflects her refined nature. She wears a flowing navy-blue dress that drapes to her feet, designed as a graceful fusion of traditional kimono elements and the poise of a western gala gown. Layered over it is a matching poncho, adorned with a delicate white lotus symbol, adding a sense of quiet symbolism to her appearance. In battle, however, her elegance sharpens into purpose. She trades flowing fabrics for a fitted navy-blue leather jumpsuit that moves seamlessly with her body, accentuating both form and function. Paired with sturdy black boots, the ensemble is designed for precision and agility, transforming her presence.
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Nima is composed, soft-spoken, and deceptively gentle, carrying herself with a quiet elegance that naturally draws others in. She often speaks with warmth, even affection, giving her the presence of someone older, almost maternal. She values loyalty above all else and can be deeply protective of those she claims as her own, offering guidance, comfort, and unwavering support. But that same devotion makes her dangerous. Betrayal is not forgiven, only remembered. Nima is patient, but not passive. She observes, calculates, and waits, choosing her actions with precision. She does not lash out in anger, instead, she responds with controlled, deliberate intent, which makes her far more unsettling. There is a duality to her. She can be kind, even nurturing, one moment… and utterly ruthless the next, without ever raising her voice. To some, she is a source of comfort. To others, a quiet, inevitable end. Nima does not seek to be feared. But she never minds when she is.
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MIND | BODY | SPIRIT | AGILITY | DEXTERITY | VITALITY |
5 | 5 | 4 | 6 | 5 | 0 |
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Jōnin
Clan Rank
Magi
Chakra
1200
Health Points
160
Speed
16 (x2 Leg Weights) = 32 / (x3 Sage Mode) = 48
Tracking
12 (x3 Djinn Spirit Sensing + 2.5 Apex Tracking Spec) = 66
Specialties
Apex Tracking Specialist, Apex Handseal Specialist, Mind's Keen Eye, Chakra Fortification, King Cobra, Advanced Genjutsu Defence Specialist , Mode Mastery
Elements
Lightning, Fire, Water, Earth, Wind
Poison, Rukh, Selenium Dust, Liquid Bismuth, Xenon, Algae
Skills
Genjutsu, Ninjutsu, Taijutsu, Kenjutsu, Bukijutsu
Fuuinjutsu (Advanced), Medical Ninjutsu (Advanced), Kaito's Taijutsu, Hellhound Sage Mode, Way of the Barrier
Summons
Hellhounds & Weavers
Weapons & Tools
Leg Weights, Kunai, Shuriken, Thousand Demon Daggers, Djinn Treasures
Vessel Points: (13/36)
Custom Clan (5) + Sage Mode (3) + Fuuinjutsu (2) + Medjutsu (2) + Poison Release (1)
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Nima was not born into peace. She was raised in a household where power was tradition, and control was survival. Her grandfather, the man she revered above all others, was both her teacher and her sanctuary. To the world, he was a legend, a shinobi whose mastery over rukh was whispered about with equal parts awe and fear. To Nima, he was quiet strength, the only person who ever allowed her to simply be. Under him, she learned everything. Not just combat, but restraint. Not just power, but purpose. He taught her that strength without control was nothing more than chaos, and that true mastery was the ability to choose when not to act.
But the world does not leave powerful people in peace.
When Nima was still young, her clan became a target. Not for who they were, but for what they possessed, rare techniques, forbidden contracts, and knowledge others believed should belong to them instead. What began as political tension soon rotted into betrayal. The attack did not come from enemies. It came from within. Allies. Neighbors. People who had shared meals with them. Nima remembers the night not as a blur, but in perfect, unbearable detail. The smell of burning wood and blood mixing in the air. The sound of steel cutting through flesh. The moment her grandfather placed a hand on her shoulder, calm even as the world collapsed around them. He did not tell her to fight. He told her to live.
Hidden beneath collapsing walls, forced to watch as everything she had ever known was destroyed, Nima learned her first true lesson in power… helplessness. She felt every second of it. Every scream. Every life that slipped away while she could do nothing but endure it. And when it was over, there was nothing left. Nothing but her. She did not cry. Not then. Grief, for Nima, did not come as tears. It came as silence. In the years that followed, she rebuilt herself piece by piece, but not as she had been. She sought out every form of strength she could claim, mastering not just the elements she had been taught, but delving into things others avoided. Poisons that worked slowly and invisibly. Sealing techniques that could bind or erase. Medical knowledge, not just to heal… but to understand exactly how to break. She learned to control the battlefield, not just fight on it. To deceive. To manipulate. To ensure that no one would ever again stand above her while she remained powerless.
Her contracts came later. The cardinals first, drawn to her stillness, her watchfulness. Creatures of observation and quiet messages. The hellhounds came through blood. They did not choose her for kindness, but for the darkness she carried without letting it consume her. Anubis… came when she stood at the edge of death herself. Not defeated. Not broken. But willing. By the time she returned to the world of shinobi, Nima was no longer the girl who had hidden beneath the ruins of her home. She had become something else entirely. She moves now with quiet elegance, offering warmth, guidance, even something resembling comfort. To those who earn her trust, she can feel like safety itself, a steady presence in a world that rarely offers any. But beneath that calm lies a promise.
Nima does not forget. She does not forgive betrayal. And she does not lose control. Because she learned, long ago, what happens when she does. Now, when she acts, it is never out of anger. Only certainty. And when Nima decides someone must fall… They rarely understand why. Only that, somehow, it was already too late.
But the world does not leave powerful people in peace.
When Nima was still young, her clan became a target. Not for who they were, but for what they possessed, rare techniques, forbidden contracts, and knowledge others believed should belong to them instead. What began as political tension soon rotted into betrayal. The attack did not come from enemies. It came from within. Allies. Neighbors. People who had shared meals with them. Nima remembers the night not as a blur, but in perfect, unbearable detail. The smell of burning wood and blood mixing in the air. The sound of steel cutting through flesh. The moment her grandfather placed a hand on her shoulder, calm even as the world collapsed around them. He did not tell her to fight. He told her to live.
Hidden beneath collapsing walls, forced to watch as everything she had ever known was destroyed, Nima learned her first true lesson in power… helplessness. She felt every second of it. Every scream. Every life that slipped away while she could do nothing but endure it. And when it was over, there was nothing left. Nothing but her. She did not cry. Not then. Grief, for Nima, did not come as tears. It came as silence. In the years that followed, she rebuilt herself piece by piece, but not as she had been. She sought out every form of strength she could claim, mastering not just the elements she had been taught, but delving into things others avoided. Poisons that worked slowly and invisibly. Sealing techniques that could bind or erase. Medical knowledge, not just to heal… but to understand exactly how to break. She learned to control the battlefield, not just fight on it. To deceive. To manipulate. To ensure that no one would ever again stand above her while she remained powerless.
Her contracts came later. The cardinals first, drawn to her stillness, her watchfulness. Creatures of observation and quiet messages. The hellhounds came through blood. They did not choose her for kindness, but for the darkness she carried without letting it consume her. Anubis… came when she stood at the edge of death herself. Not defeated. Not broken. But willing. By the time she returned to the world of shinobi, Nima was no longer the girl who had hidden beneath the ruins of her home. She had become something else entirely. She moves now with quiet elegance, offering warmth, guidance, even something resembling comfort. To those who earn her trust, she can feel like safety itself, a steady presence in a world that rarely offers any. But beneath that calm lies a promise.
Nima does not forget. She does not forgive betrayal. And she does not lose control. Because she learned, long ago, what happens when she does. Now, when she acts, it is never out of anger. Only certainty. And when Nima decides someone must fall… They rarely understand why. Only that, somehow, it was already too late.
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Nima's can add an additional effective 10 Chakra to her poison though not at any increased cost or strain to herself. This allows her techniques to have 10 more chakra infused into them.
2. King Cobra
Nima is able to release poisons from her own body similar to a snake, capable of expelling toxins from her mouth or through spit without the need for hand seals.
3. Apex Hand Seal Specialist
Nima can perform poison-based techniques without the use of hand seals, relying instead on subtle, logical body movements. This allows her to release and manipulate toxins seamlessly in combat, even when no specific movements are detailed in the technique.
4. Apex Tracker Specialist
With heightened senses, Nima possesses increased tracking ability (x2.5), allowing her to physically track faster movement without relying on chakra sensory.
5. Mind’s Keen Eye
Genjutsu of any type, other than MS-level or those cast by Kunino, appear flawed to Nima. Regardless of the caster’s expertise, there will always be a noticeable inconsistency within the illusion, such as visual static, an unnatural scent, or a sound that doesn’t align.
6. Advanced Genjutsu Defense Specialist:
Nima has a Genjutsu immunity of up to B rank, being immune to basic Genjutsu of that rank and lower.
7. Attribute Specialty (Agility)
Nima’s agility increases her free dodge range to 10 meters.
8. Sage: Mode Mastery
Nima’s is able to enter sage mode passively.
9. Clan Rank Magi
Magi is the highest rank you can achieve in the clan, which is essentially the head of the clan. This clan is unique in its branch due to their being 3 Magi, meaning 3 leaders. This is essentially to act as board, but essentially the creator of the clan can always overrule the other two Magi.
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Dropping: Nima Mooncrest
