From: homestuck
Name:Na-daka
Gender:female
Troll
Blood color: Green
Horns: curls around head like a crown.
Hair:black, long with gentle waves
Clothes: a black cloak over her pants and shirt.
Role: seer of life
Strife: staff kind
Pre - scratch: lovae
Dancestor: The Seeker
Orgin: like other olive bloods she is kind and helpful. This is her grace and her down fall.
Her dancestor wished to give love and compassion to the high bloods in hope of changing them. She searched for a way to change another's will. There was such an item that could do such a thing. An orb found in a distant rift. She said fairwell to the signless and his group promising she would find a way to end this battle. When she found the orb however she unleashed something she couldn't control. The orb absorbed into her body. She could finally understand others in a way they couldn't understand themselves. The signless was selfless and kind. He never raises his hand in anger and that will be his down fall. She could fell the anger and hate from the queen. Even her love and compassion could never compare to the queens' hate. Never could she again lay a hand on another troll. Not with the pain of knowing what that troll has been through. To understand is to feel another's pain. In the seekers sorrow she locked herself away. She sent one message to the signless saying she must abandon the uprising. The her last days where filled with meditation and learning, until the high bloods found her and she allowed them to end her life.
The next in line was lovae. She stood by the side of the mother grub and cared for new grubs before they left. Sometimes she would put ribbons and scarves around their necks the color of their blood. She watched the births of the pre - scratch troll with quite horror. Before her dancestor died she left many scrolls for Lovae to read. Her dancestor wanted to share her knowledge and give reason for the curse. Within the scrolls were tales of second comings and proficiencies of the other dancestors. It was said gods would not favor them and instead the third generation would finish this endless war. Lovae knew that the life of these grubs would not be easy but it would be better then the next. Still she did her job of shaping there horns. After she needed to find a proper lusii. Lovae looks apon the world she refuses to be apart of with sympathy and the trolls in it with pain.
Na-daka lives with her lusii batdad. A giant fruit eating bat that much like her sleeps alot. She chooses to sleep buried between her lusii wings against his soft fur. The trolls before her have told her the end is near, the doomsday clock has started. However Na-daka fears that her weak heart will be the end of her.
Quotes: " I don't care what you say I won't kill him."
"It's hard I know, but I'm always here for you."
" You'll understand one day"
"I've never done anything I'd regret"
Personality: sweet and soft hearted. She lives a lonely life so she values her space. She puts her hands in others affairs as often as needed.
Typeing quirks: ~Please st●p l●●k!ng at me l!ke that.~
