Lady Noe
From Unofficial Handbook of the Virtue Universe
| Lady Noe | |
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| Lady Noe leaning against Glacial Seraph out of costume | |
| Metadata | |
| Player: | KitanaSanti |
| Activity Level: | Active |
| Archetype: | Scrapper |
| Origin: | Magic |
| Primary Set: | Dark Melee |
| Secondary Set: | Super Reflexes |
| Ancillary/Patron: | N/A |
| Level: | 31 |
| Legal Miscellanea | |
| Full Name: | Morana Louhi Irit, Nys’dar’eild Tertrtves Veram-et |
| Identity: | Semi-public |
| Known Aliases: | Noe, Mora, Bliss |
| Occupation: | Rare books finder/dealer |
| Education: | Confidential |
| Citizenship: | U.S. and Finnish |
| Legal Status: | Deceased |
| Marital Status: | |
| Known Relatives: | Edvard and Vitalija Irit (father, mother), and Volos Irit (brother). |
| Date of Birth: | February 3, 1981 |
| Place of Birth: | Helsinki, Finland |
| Base of Operations: | Varies |
| Group Affiliations: | The Justice Guard Academy, The Justice Guard |
| Physical Characteristics | |
| Gender: | Female |
| Species: | Human-Demon Hybrid |
| Ethnicity: | European Caucasian |
| Eye Color: | Grey-Blue |
| Hair Color: | Varies |
| Complexion: | Fair to slightly tan |
| Height: | 5'1" |
| Weight: | 147 lbs. |
| Build: | Athletic |
| Distinguishing Features: | Vivid scarring around the neck, tattoos on forearms, horns, tail, wings, pointed ears. |
Contents |
Letters
Obituary
Blood Bond
Letter translated from Hawaiian:
Beloved Bane,
I couldn’t face you after I hung myself. Lovely obituary by the way, did that person add the first part? You’re probably going to consider this as a letter from beyond the grave, a hoax, or me having faking my death. It’s none of that. I can’t begin to tell you how horrible it is to die, especially if you end up in the [Netherworld]. If I thought I was crazy before that place drove me insane... I was there for three years and two months to the day. It felt like eternity, and I can’t even begin to describe it to you. I can only tell you the end. There was a demon that took an unusual interest in me. It was always following me around as I ambled about and mimicking what I muttered. I tried conversing with it once, but it didn’t seem to speak any language I could speak. After what seemed like years it talked to me. I decided that I would use this chance to try to get out of there. I made a blood bond with the demon and learned its true name. I made sure to make conditions to the agreement. The demon would infect me with its blood and I would be able to go back to the living world, sans the demon taking over my body and kicking my soul out of it. I made a few more conditions along these lines to prevent the demon finding any loopholes. If I was going to make this pact, I didn’t want to wreck my chance of living again for my stupid insanity at that moment. I would forever regret it.
I didn’t even think of what could happen, and I did regret it, but I can fix it...
I came out of Pele extremely disoriented. I honestly didn’t know where I was. And even stranger, even though I was looking out my eyes, and listening with my ears, I couldn’t control my body. Someone else was moving me. Then I heard an androgynous voice in my head. The voice seemed slightly surprised at the outcome of the binding. A part of the demon’s soul joined mine. For lack of a name to call it since the demon explained that they were now separate beings tethered together only by the energy they used I called it Bliss. Since it was so blissful to find out I was alive, yet had a demon in me. If you didn’t know, note the sarcasm. And Bliss didn’t seem to mind her name.
So there we were, climbing down Pele naked with Bliss in control of my body, taking in the world. She really wanted to stop and put her nose to the ground to better smell the world.
Needless to say I had to teach her how to act over time. A few months later I realized while trying to find a job that I could do things, terrible and amazing things. Bliss says that we wield the power of the [Netherworld] through the blood bond. A few days later I was watching television in a waiting room and saw that there was a call being put out to heroes. Heroes are needed in Paragon City, Rhode Island. I’m hitchhiking my way there now. I know you’d disapprove, but I can’t be seen in public looking the way I do now. You’d never recognize me. It saddens me, yet I realized I can never go back to who I was. I have to move forward. This letter to you is my way of moving forward. I’ll probably never send it, but it feels good to get it all out. I hope we never meet again in this life beloved. If we do, remember to call mist.
Love, Morana
Personality
Lady Noe is a mercurial person. She loves to confuse people -- most often by giving them new names and refusing to call them by their real names. It seems only the people in the Justice Guard seem to escape her confusing names. She also has a dark side that stems from what seems to be insanity as she flies off the handle and can lash out physically for no apparent reason. Lady Noe has also been seen acting extremely curious about many inane things and common as if absorbing new information for the first time. It seems that she has too many personalities to discern.
