Without Mask
- With Mask:
Jamanah Necowl
Country Affiliation: Wanderer
Race: Human
Tier: D - Tier
Specialization: Intelligence - Sound
Age + Birthdate: 17 June 12th
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual - Likes all races though non human looking ones she tends to focus on their personalities more than looks.
Personality: Jumanah tends to try to keep a level head with all that she does though she tends to go from a calm level head to a very cold tone upon her finding others acting out of like or rudely even if their intentions are pure and kind. Jumanah tends to not really get hot headed easily and when she does it’s never really towards an issue revolving around her. The issue would usually be towards someone she cares for.
She tends to try not to share her issues with others nor inform them of her feelings most of the time unless she knows them well enough. Jumanah upon learning of what happened to her tribe and family had become quite cold and closed off though she still manages to joke around and tease others but not exactly in the super cheerful manner shed used to be as a child. Despite not going through 10 years of her life she still acts like how many teenagers can act at times due to that being her maturity level when she was a child.
She tried to use logic to think things through though after the events of the first bandit attack on her people and her awakening she now questions how much logic can really help and if she should always try to take things out rather than fight. She tends to be again closed off towards others though she still tries to be kind to those who deserve it and tends to be rather cold to those who are rude to her or others despite their reasoning behind it.
She though tends to not move on past the rude actions of others quickly and tends to keep it in mind rather than forgiving and forgetting. Due to her believing that if they did it before, if they have not proven themselves otherwise that they will not just be rude and do the same thing once again she will tend to hold their actions against them and in mind as they interact with her until they prove that they should be trusted not to have what they have done against them.
Likes: Jumanah as a child and even now liked just relaxing in silence as she thinks about things or just peacefully stare at calming and beautiful scenery especially if it is with someone she cares for. She likes this because it is a rather peaceful and calming feeling to her that allows her to just take in the peace and quiet along with a wonderful site. She feels like one should try to enjoy moments such as this as much as possible since one never knows when the next time they can do this again.
Jumanah also enjoys peaceful, calming and even sometimes playful energetic and happy music. If asked she would not be able to fully and correctly answer why but she would explain how it makes her feel. The music tends to bring her calmness and joy as she listens to it and enjoys the music which are feelings that she likes to have and has always had upon listening to music of this sort.
Dislikes: Jumanah very much dislikes it if anyone is being rude to another or if they question her capability of trying to be nice and respectful of others. When others do it it give her a great feeling of annoyance, hate, and disrespect even if others are are acting this poorly towards others and not herself. The only time she lets this slide is if she feels the person deserves the rudeness. Though she normally only believes those who are always rude and disrespectful are the kind of people who deserve to be treated in such a way.
She also can not stand the sight of pure and innocent people who she has only known to ever try and do good to be in in pain or filled with sadness. She hates this because she believes that everyone who is like this should deserve nothing but happiness since they have done the best they could to bring others happiness and it just frankly gives her a bad feeling in her her and stomach.
She also dislikes the color red mixed with a large amount of black in clothing. This is because she feels like the creator of the clothes was just trying too hard.
Aspirations: Jumanah wishes to go back to see where her old tribe once was in order to pay her respects and say a real final good bye to them. She feels that they at least deserve that because she was in a coma during their time of need. Despite the fact she would of probably just faced the same fate as them if she was there to help she truly wants to become and still feels guilty and she believes that if she does this she can do at least one thing for her people.
She also wishes to find out who she now and who she really wants to try to make a goal to work for. She believes that now that her entire life has changed including her age and body into in an instant to her that she is no longer the same person she once was. She feels that this means that she should now try to make an identity and life for herself. She feels that after seeing the ruins of her tribe that this is the most important thing to do. This is because she believes that a life is not real life if you do not know who you are nor what you want to be in life. She is not sure how exactly she will do this but she feels that after she accomplishes her final goodbye to her old life she will then know what to do next in order to complete this one.
Phobias/fears: Jumanah is afraid to see her own face, which is why she always either wears her mask or puts on a blindfold to avoid seeing it. Many who first encounter her may and have in the past assumed that she wears the mask to avoid letting anyone see it when she in fact does not mind others seeing it. If asked she will claim that she simply does not want to see it and will deny her fear. She partly is afraid to see her own face due to the fact that she does not wish to see herself and see a stranger’s face looking back at her and not the face of the 7 year old she once was the last time she had seen her own face.
Another reason to her fear is the reason of that she no longer is the person/child she once was and the life she knew is now gone to her leaving her lost as to who she is now and the fear that who she is now is not someone she wishes to be. This is a small fear on its own but is nowhere nearly as bad since she has come to slight terms with that she wants and is actively trying to find who she is now. Though still she goes day to day with her wish to find who she is in fear of what she might find.
She has yet to see her her face since the age of 7 back before she feared seeing it. If or when she does see it she would instantly start panicking and try to either (based on the situation) try to break what is making the reflection to avoid seeing her face any longer, and or cover her eyes, look away, or do just about anything to prevent herself from seeing her own face. (restrictions being intentionally hurting herself to stop herself in a way that will last in a long term manner that she will most likely have to live with the consequences of for the rest of her life.) She also may panic and run from the location that she is in that made her see her own face.
Face-Claim: OC drawing done by myself.
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Light Blue
Height: 162.56 cm (5’4”)
Weight: 52kg (115 lbs)
Appearance: Jumanah normally wears under her top layer of clothes, white cloth wrappings that go over her chest that covers the area that a sports bra normally would and covers her left shoulder. She also have these wrappings from her hips down to the upper near middle part of her thighs. Over this are her standard clothes which colors consist of blue as a base and gold trimming. Her top and her bottom part of her main clothes are in 2 different pieces, top and bottom, that appear to be one single piece due to the cloth wrapps she has going over a few inches of her midriff that goes over top the bottom of her top and the top of her bottom.
Her top is a very open and ‘low cut’ collar that show off a large part of her chest/chest wrappings. The sleeves are very large in width and open as well. They hang very low to where the bottom tips are usually around her hips. At the top of the sleeves is a cut out like section that makes the sleeve part of it the length of a short short sleeve top. It then curves out to hit the rest of the sleeve that is the length of a long short sleeve top that goes down to about mid bicep. Her top does not really have a way to bind the two sides together.
(Aka strings, buttons, etc.) So she just folds the two halfs together at the bottom and has her cloth wrappings very top of the bottom of it to hold the two sides together. When not being held together the top goes down to right above her hips and looks like an open vest with sleeves in fashion. Her top has trimming at the opening of her sleeves and the opening of her two sides of the top/along the collar part of it.
Her bottom part of her clothes are connected at the hip length with a 2 inch thick width ring around it that is in gold which part is found under her cloth wrappings. Her sides of her bottoms are cut off to sow all of the sides of her legs from the wrappings down to the rest of her legs and feet. The front part of her bottom is at an angle on how the bottom is set up. The right side of the ends is at her upper calf while the left is down at her ankle.
The back of her bottom is the same but in reverse. The bottoms is again blue with gold trimming along the lining of the ends and sides. Her shoes are black and the standard ones one would see in Balbadd. Finally she has a gold bracelet on her left wrist that has 2 less tick parts of bracelet that form rings in between the 3 thick and rounded off rings on the bracelet. On her other arm she has a gold ringlet that is at the start of her forearm right before it hits her elbow.
Her body language always in a way feels closed off though ever so often giving off a confident feeling from her though this is only certain occasions and she usually has an overall closed off feeling that comes from her body language. She tends to always look like she is thinking or ‘mentally elsewhere’ with the body language she gives off and the faces she tends to show most of the time.
Rukh Alignment: White
Special Traits: N/A
History: Jumanah was born in a small tribe located in between Magnostadt, and Balbadd. Most to everyone in her tribe knew magic or had the ability to learn it. Jumanah being no exception. Though despite this capability Juanah had no real intentions to learn any magic unlike her twin brother whose dream was only to learn magic and become the best magician he could be. Jumanah had no real intentions in trying to think of what she wanted to do in life and just wanted to enjoy living life as a child while she had the chance.
Many of the adults in the tribe seeing her wiser than her age due to this and many other rather mature actions she had done over time such as having a civil talk and outsmarting other kids that wanted to fight her by using logic to her advantage and either caused the kids to apologize and stop the attacks or they would just get frustrated and confused and leave her be. Due to always using logic over force Jumanah never really trained her body to be stronger since despite her wisdom she was still a child and didn’t stop to think that not every battle could be won with words… Which she soon found out around the age of 7.
Around this age her tribe was attacked by rather strong bandits. Many would assume magicians such as them would make it out of a conflict with bandits out easily. But due to all of their people not being properly trained while the bandits were highly trained, they did not manage to come out of the conflict unharmed. Jumanah of course tried to talk the bandits out of the village but only seemed to make them angrier. Due to this one of the bandits took her and beat her making her learn that words will not always win alone.
During the beating the bandit was attacked causing him to drop Jumanah and caused her to tumble off the edge of a large and steep hill. As she went down she hit her head multiple times causing her to be put into a coma by the time she hit the bottom. The village managed to force the bandits out and to find Jumanah but came out of the conflict with only a fourth of their population alive, with even less being unharmed, and lost most to all of their supplies. The tribe over time regained their supplies but due to the lack of the supplies they needed to tend to the injured they lost many of them along the way including her mother.
As time passed her father and brother tended to her while trying to learn as much magic as they could to heal her having wanting to do it themselves rather than obtaining help from neighboring countries since they felt as though they did not require any help. As the years passed the tribe managed to rebuild, though each time they managed to rebuild the bandits from before would return, take out more of their supplies, and their numbers by a large amount while barely losing any of their own men.
During this time her father was lost due to lack of supplies and over time her brother lost all faith he once had as a child as the numbers of the tribe got lowered down to him and a few others. As the next attack hit the bandits managed to take out the rest of the tribe except for the eldest member they had who had taken on the job of tribe elder despite his young age. The elder managed to grab a few of his belongings and Jumanah before fleeing the tribe to escape the bandits. The man then traveled across the lands to the only safe place he had left which was Riem.
He chose this location due to the fact that it was the one location he knew of some of his distant family living in. It took a long time for him and all his money to get there while keeping Jumanah safe but he managed to make it there seemingly safely. He then lived there with his young nephew and the two took care of Jumanah while the man fought in the Coliseum for money to provide for the care of Jumanah and to help pay his way while living with his nephew. Though one day he died in one of his battles leaving the duty to tend to Jumanah all on his nephew.
His nephew did as such until the day she awoke which marked the 10th year since she was put into the coma. Saying that Jumanah was surprised at the voice that came from her mouth upon away would be a far understatement. The girl was hysterical and got even more so as the nephew filled her in but over time he managed to calm her down. Her hysterical feelings though were replaced by rather sad and depressed ones that made the nephew fear that she had given up on life.
Each time the nephew would ask her if she was okay she wouldn’t answer, if he asked if she needed anything she wouldn’t say a word, the only time she spoke to him was to tell him that she still did not wish to see her face and even went out of her way to tear up her bed sheets just to blindfold herself. For days she stayed like this and rarely got up out of the bed she was in. Though the few times she did she managed to step in the wrong place and cause herself to fall on her face on the ground.
After about 2 weeks of this the nephew looked through his uncle's old things to find anything from her village that could cheer her up and he found an old white mask with the symbols of the 2 most common types of magic that was found in her tribe. He took it to her and after ensuring her that he wasn’t going to trick her into seeing her face she removed the blindfold to see the mask. The mask was one of many like it that the eldest in the tribe were gifted due to their magic skills being the best in the tribe.
The nephew explained to her that she could wear it instead of the blindfold so that she could see where she was going and instead of seeing her face she would see the mask of her people. The mask reminded her of the sadness she was not there to help her people deal with but it did in fact make her feel better and it was far better then the blindfold. So Jumanah decided to wear it.
That night she decided after much thinking that even though her old life was gone, who she was was now dead and gone, but she could find out who she was now. So despite being a bit scared to find out she was someone she didn’t want to be she still wanted to go on a journey to find out after she went back to where her old tribe was to say a proper goodbye to her family and tribe mates who died there while she was in her coma.
As time passes and Jumana does her best to train herself to be ready for her trip the nephew confronted her with a large staff and a book. The nephew having found both while cleaning up around the house. Figuring it was his uncle’s who was planning on training Jumanah’s magic skills he gifts them to her so that she can start her real training to learn magic.
Jumanah takes the book and manages to learn a small set of spells after spending a large amount of time trying to find what element of magic she was able to actually perform at her current level. Now with having a few under her belt Jumanah still works towards her goals to get more money and some more training in before she goes out on her journey.
Role-Play Sample: “Come on now Jumanah pick up the pace now will yah?!” A large man with even large muscles shouting behind him as he carried several crates on his shoulders. A much smaller and fraile looking girl following after him looking overly worn out and sweaty as her knees buckled under the weight of the single crate that she carried. “I-I’m trying!” She managed to get out as she slowly inched forward.
The man walked over to the store he was bringing the crates to and placed the crates down and nodded to the woman who thanked him and looked back to Jumanah and sighed in annoyance as she kept trying to shuffle forward with the crate. A few kids then ran by and accidentally ran into her making her and the kids to fall and crash hard into the ground. The kids slowly got up and blinked seeing her on the ground now as she hung limp on the crate and laughed as they ran off waving their hands to her.
“Sorry!” The man tried not to laugh as Jumanah spoke up as she stayed still. “I can feel your judgment.... You know it’s rude to judge others as they are in pain right…?” She asked as the man walked over to her smirking. “On come on now you and I both know that you don’t really care about whatever judgement I may possibly hold towards you and your weak fragile body.” He teased her as he helped her up to her feet. “Yeah I guess you’re right, I mainly just wanted to see if you’d buy it.”
She said with a shrug as the man picked up the crate and held it with one arm with ease. “Not at those prices, especially when you keep scuffing up my uncle’s mask cause you keep falling on your face.” The nephew teased back walking with her over to the woman. “Each scuff builds character and a new story to be told on this mask.” She said simply as he put the crate down and collected the money the woman provided him for his services. “Riiiiiiight.” He said with a chuckle as the two started walking again.
“You know if you plan on traveling across multiple countries to visit the ruins of your tribe you’re going to need a good amount of money and have to be able to handle yourself in battle just in case the need arises itself.” He explained making Jumanah look down. “I know… but I’m certain I can do it… your uncle traveled here by himself while taking care of me, caravans or not protecting him along the way, he still did it so-”
He cut her off with a sad tone. “My uncle was a top magician in your tribe… and a fine warrior in battle… children easily took you down on accident, you can’t carry a simple large crate of fruit, no do you have a wand or any knowledge in magic… How do you plan on making that journey…?” She clenched her fists as he spoke, he was right but… she just had to make the journey no matter the danger… she owed it to her tribe mates and family to do at last that… “I’ll figure it out.” She said rather coldly walking off as the nephew sighed. She was going to need much training… especially if she planned on making the trip alone.
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