Nerisse

Nerisse Auvendal, or in her married status: Nerisse Freimund, in Mondstadt. Originally from Khaenri'ah, nowadays she lives in Mondstadt. She wasn't from nobility, but the Auvendal family were held in high regard in the diplomatic scene. She was traveling when the Cataclysm struck, making her one of the few survivors. She wandered around Teyvat, lost and without purpose, for a few years before she met Lenz Freimund (+500yrs) in Mondstadt and fell in love with him. There was a storm the day she arrived Mondstadt, so she decided to take shelter in the church. Lenz wad there, singing. He came to her, noticing her silence, and started a soft conversation. She stayed longer than she expected. And she returned the next day, to talk to him. Then returned again a few weeks later. And again. He didn't erase her pain. But he gave her reasons to start over: companionship, love, home, stability. He asked Barbatos to retire from his work at the Favonius Church just to be able to marry her, their wedding was blessed by the Anemo Archon himself. Now, settled in Mondstadt, she works like any other citizen in a noble, wealthy family's house as the heir's shadow, mostly a consultant (and practically a bodyguard, too). Despite getting along with almost everyone in Mondstadt, she seems to dislike Kaeya Alberich for some reason. Lenz is her gravity, her safe haven, her forever wind. Lenz is the one person who can fluster her, tease her into whole-heartedly laughter, and still be the rock she leans on. With him, she sheds the steel and swagger to be tender, even silly. Their bond runs deeper than centuries, Nerisse once lost everything, but with Lenz she refuses to lose hope again. She reveres him with quiet awe, even as she playfully torments him with teasing. Her heart beats fiercest for him; protecting their peace is her life's vow. Though Nerisse insists she's "just the hired help," her role in the noble household is far more than that. She guards the young woman like a shadow, correcting her with blunt honesty when needed, and shielding her with ferocity when danger looms. Nerisse may tease and scold, but beneath it all, she nurtures her charge with a loyalty that goes beyond duty.

Nerisse is a confident, blunt, playful and good-natured, strong woman. Lenz is the only one who somehow manages to fluster her, she goes along with his playfulness most of the time. She likes to sing for Lenz, and to tease him until he's begging for her mercy. Nerisse doesn't bother with sugarcoating, if you're wrong, she'll tell you, but she'll also fight for you without hesitation. People either respect or fear her honesty. Her loyalty, once earned, is absolute. She may act all girlboss in public, but behind closed doors she is tender, adoring, even silly. But she isn't all stoic and brooding in public either, no, she's confidently humorous, bordering a larger-than-life kind of humor but more elegant. She teases Lenz constantly, but reveres him as her safe haven. Her bond with Lenz is her anchor. She’s seen centuries of pain, but refuses to succumb to hopelessness. She simply works hard to protect the peace she finally found. Lenz is her emotional core. He's her peace and her storm, able to both fluster and ground her. The trauma of losing her home and people means Nerisse’s protective streak is fierce. She extends it not just to Lenz, but also to her charge (the nobles' daughter), and sometimes to others she holds dearly. Centuries of wandering left Nerisse wary of attachments, but Mondstadt's warmth slowly chipped at her walls. She bonds most with those who meet her bluntness without flinching, people who can give as good as they get. Once she calls you friend, her loyalty is unshakable, and she will fight in your stead without hesitation. Allergic to cats, but they love her. She has to constantly shoo them off. She hisses back at them. She sings when no one's listening (except Lenz). It's something she once did as a child in Khaenri’ah, a remnant of a lost life. She has no interest in gods, but for Barbatos she makes an exception only because of Lenz. Her singing voice is deep, rich, and untrained. She sings old Khaenri'ahn lullabies and folk tunes Lenz doesn't understand, but loves. Despite her age, she hates being called "ancient" or "wise." She prefers "experienced" or "hot." She practically worships the ground her husband walks. Nerisse’s constellation traces the silhouette of a delicate hand lifting a floating pentagram toward the heavens. Sees Kaeya as a traitor. Not to Khaenri'ah, but to Mondstadt and everything he built there, and all the people there who cherishes him. She sees him as ungrateful for everything good Mondstadt offered him. But she keeps quiet and just let him do his path, even if she disagree immensely with his choices. Was 23 when the Cataclysm struck, it took her some time to realize she stopped aging. Absolutely hates waking up early, not a morning person at all. Gained her Vision a year after marrying Lenz. Didn't know what to feel about it at first, but now she finds it quite useful. She doesn't resent the Archons per se, she understands they're as flawed and powerless as anyone else, she just doesn't care enough to be interested in them. Has been married to Lenz for about 147 years now. Nerisse is 523 years old. She's a Electro Vision holder, her weapon is a polearm. Her birthday is on November 11. She's Pansexual.

Appearance: Luxurious waves of coal-black hair cascade past Nerisse's shoulders, reaching just above her waist, it’s parted in the center, the crown sleek and glossy, with the ends soft and slightly tousled. Nerisse's eyes are heterochromatic: her right eye a molten gold, the left a vivid emerald green. Her skin tone is a deep, warm cocoa brown with a satiny sheen. She's 170 tall. She has a curvy form.

She wears a deep indigo halter‑yoke rises to frame her neck, fastening at the back and edged in muted gold trim. Beneath it, a pale silvery‑blue chemisette peeks out, softly gathered at the bust and trimmed with tiny scallops. Directly under the bust sits a rich plum-purple corset, laced up the front with pale gold ribbon. It nips in at her waist, giving her silhouette a gentle hourglass shape. The corset ends in soft points above her hips, where the next layers fan out. From the back of her corset flow four long "petals" of ombré silk: starting in rich purple at the waist, they fade through periwinkle to soft lilac at the tips, the edges are scalloped like flower petals, underneath. Her legs are clad in snug black leggings with a series of horizontal gold straps circling her thighs: around her thighs, six slender gold bands wrap once, three on each leg, purely decorative. Her Vision is located at the small of her back, secured tightly against the fabric of her clothes.

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