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Please poke me on discord (wurm#2359) if you're near Alma and want an interaction.
Interactions may be super slow otherwise since I can't tab in much. :c




alma; the people you love become ghosts inside you

“no monster here,
only the shape of a falling star
where your heart should be.
northbound & reaching, a
hero telling her story. it starts
like this: once upon a time,
you rode the dragon
& saved your own life.”
-- Natalie Wee, “How to Save Your Own Life”

Formerly Amadahy.
Pictogram read as 'boundary'.
Female.
Early 30s.
Just below size 5.
Survivalist, sarcastic, prankster, wry, heroic, loyal, protective.
Blunt, uncompromising, aggressive, distant, untrusting.

Real deer pelt (golden), real deer mask, magpie antlers.

Resigned to having entered the forest again. Has been visiting it in her dreams for some time.
This time, has come prepared. Has located a portal back to her home and intends to make sure it stays open.
Determined to finally face what she's been avoiding for so long in her way which is...throwing herself directly into the fire.
And, quite frankly: lonely.

Escaped through a portal that closed behind her approximately 8 years back.
Merged with a parallel life.
Found herself in Aravara on the plains with an abandoned house. Defended it from various beings, who now respect her space so long as she respects theirs.
Spent her years fixing the house up and getting a small mechanic business running.
Became a recluse, only going into town for supplies and self-defense courses. Kept up with the courses because they helped.
Spent years coping as best she could and making minimal progress.
Recently, heard the portal re-open in her back yard--a previously nightmare scenario.
Finally became fed up with the increasing crescendo of nightmares and symptoms after years of stasis, and so decided to face it down.
Stepped through the portal, but not unprepared.

Now a controlled and intelligent fighter from years of training.
Very tactically minded, prefers planning to passion but...sometimes overridden by herself.
More wary and less quick to jump into situations than she was before, but still driven by a need to protect others and face down cruelty.

Cursed. Sees 'echoes' of those who have touched various objects or sat in places recently.
Sees 'ghosts'--echoes of memories trapped in time, shed pieces of others. Suppressed.
Her eyes glow akin to tapetum lucidum in shadows or at night.
During the day, they're a dark brown.

PTSD, trauma. Static for years. Not coping, but surviving.
Experiences flashbacks as well as recurring nightmares. Triggers are blood, violence, teeth and the feeling of being hunted.
May react by verbally lashing out, but more likely to escape to somewhere to calm down.


Neli Morgenwhy r u so familiar.