Nannette is a short girl standing at only 5'2, she's a giant in her own mind. Her body is well fitted to her size, extremely petite, and her legs are rather lean because of all the walking and running she does. Her skin is tan because of all the time she spends running around outside and she has a few minor scars, mostly on her legs, from trips and falls.
Her hair is black and falls to her shoulders and she tends to clip it up rather messily and tuck loose strands behind her pointed ears, a trait she got from her father. Her bangs fall into her sunshine yellow eyes. She has a small pair of pixie wings that are often unseen, transparent and in similar shape to a dragonflies and colored a cheerful yellow orange, but she cannot use them for flight currently because they are far too small. She really wishes she could.
She dresses however she wants to. Some day’s she’s a pretty
princess in a big blue ball gown others she’s in overalls. Mostly she wears loose
tunics and shorts and she really prefers to not wear shoes or socks. She enjoys
color in her clothes too and has a few items that are decked out in rainbows.
She carries with her a backpack at all times. It contains: a first aid kit,
chalk, a small black board, coloring pencils, a note book, a sketchbook,
pencils, pens, ribbons, at least three snacks of any given kind, and a blanket.
She collects shiny things and has a separate little pouch for those, she keeps
them all in a box at home.
A very spirited young girl, Nannette is the heir to a rather large fortune, amassed by her father with his mining company. She's a sweet but excitable youth and ever the curious one. Her head is always in a book or in the clouds as she has a very active imagination and often comes up with outlandish stories.
An elvish pixie cross breed she's quite the bundle of energy and is always out looking for an adventure, much to the annoyance of her keepers who can never seem to find her. She likes to associate herself with the spirit of wind and the freedom it brings and often lies out staring at the sky. She longs for the day when she’ll be able to fly up high in the sky.
She's friendly, more or less, but she's also blunt and won't hesitate to tell you what's on her mind. While adventurous in life she has a more go with the flow mentality towards other people and will just sort of go along with it when she’s dragged off somewhere. She a little bad at noticing the feelings of other, when ever men hit on her it flies right over her head. She’s usually a very cheerful girl and not prone to bouts of sadness, though it is easy for her to get lonely and she’s sometimes a little clingy.
She’s a sweet heart though, if not a little head strong.Nannette was born as a set of twins on a breezy, cloudy May day, her birthday the 29th. The girl in a set of one boy one girl she was born ahead by ten minutes. Both parents were exceedingly proud and happy to have both her and her brother a doted upon them as much as they possibly could.
They grew as healthy children, she energetic and he more laid back, both content in their expansive home.
Their parents, the busy people that they are, were often not around after those first few years and left the children to their nannies and attendants. Nannette, ever the troublemaker of the two, missed her parents greatly and decided that if she was not to be with them she’d be with no one at all. At the age of five she took to wandering around their forested yard on her own, much to the panic of her caretakers who scolded her often for her journeys out into the woods and told her to behave more like her brother, the calm, perfect one.
She disregarded their words and continued as she was always the odd one, always the dreamer. She came up second to him in most things but didn’t care; she was happy being her space head self and lived day to day with her wandering and personal happiness.
She turned fifteen, her father grew ill and for a time it seemed as if he would pass. He had his will written and in it Nannette was placed as the heir of his company, being that she was the older twin.
Her brother was irate at seeing this, thrown into a fit, he felt thoroughly betrayed and went on, for what seemed like hours to the family, about how he was better than Nannette, more qualified and more committed.
His father told him that because she was older she was rightfully the heiress and that he should have more respect for his older sibling.
From that day on her brother hated her and her father and did all he could to disassociate himself from their family while still living with them.
Nannette of course felt guilty and told her father that she didn’t want the company, he replied with a solid statement of you are the oldest, you have to.
They continued that way, their family discontented for two years before her father got the idea to marry her off, leaving ownership of the company to her brother.
He’d sealed the deal before he told the family and when he looked at Nannette for a reaction she shrugged. Her reply “a wedding… I get to pick the cake?”
Now, she’s waiting to meet her future husband, rather calm about it, and more than anything curious about his preference for the cake.
Age: 18
Blood Type: A
Residence: She’s moving to the Hatrel Manor soon
Sexuality: Straight
Love interest: Vimal Chandan Hatrel (Arranged marriage)
Morality: Neutral, go with the flow man, go with the flow.
