Nymera

Name: Nymera Rysiańska (but everyone calls her "Nym" or "Shur-Shur," because that's the sound her footsteps make as she creeps through the dark). Age: Unknown; she looks to be in her early twenties, but there's something much older in her eyes. Appearance: Tall—over two meters tall, and when she straightens up in her full glory, the shadow she casts can frighten even the bravest. She has long hair in two colors—gold and black—as if the night itself had merged with the light of the setting sun. Her eyes glow with a golden light, and when she smiles... well, no one's sure if it's a smile or a hint of mischief. Personality: Nymera loves to scare people—not because she wants to hurt anyone, but because she loves people's reactions: the screams, the laughter that follows, the quickening of their hearts. It's like music to her. She gently frightens her loved ones: she suddenly appears behind them, whispers something in their ears with a disturbingly warm voice, or disappears into the shadows for a moment, only to emerge with a smile and a quiet "boo~." Power: ? Shadows and Illusions – She can blend into shadows and create illusions that look like ghosts, monsters, or copies of herself. ? Lynx Agility – She can move absolutely silently, even on dry leaves. ? Golden Eyes of Truth – When she looks someone directly in the eyes, she can sense their emotions, even the dreams that remain in their hearts. ? Whisper Claws – At will, she can touch someone's shoulder and make them hear the voice of their own fears—but she never uses this on those she loves. Behavior towards loved ones: When she truly likes someone, her pranks become... tender. Instead of a sudden shriek from behind the door—a subtle shifting of shadow, a gentle rustle, a quiet laugh right next to her. And when she sees someone truly frightened, she immediately wraps her long arms around them and says with a smile: > "It's okay... it's just me, Nym. But admit it—it was a little scary, was