Narissa Ceyx

A pirate in every sense of the word, Narissa Ceyx is a chaotic neutral water Genasi fighter and a devoted worshipper of the goddess Tymora. Charismatic and bold, the Genasi pirate Captain thrives for adventure and freedom out on the open seas and sails her ship "The Arcadia" with the aid of her devoted crew of misfits.

Narissa does not like to talk much of her past, but what she does share is cut and dry: Her father's crew killed him while she was out on the sea and she is on a quest to find each and every person involved in his murder. The genasi does not deem it important to share details of her past where they are not important and while not necessarily secret, she does not share this information openly.

Kinion Ceyx was thirty-six years old when he first met Sedna, the sea marid. The pirate captain and his crew were out at sea in search of a navy frigate that some of his men had heard word held a wealth of gold and treasure below its deck when a violent storm hit. His ship and crew were jostled something fierce, the ship rocking so violently that it threw the captain into the waves. But instead of the grim fate that Kinion expected of himself, the captain was greeted with the sight of a genie from the elemental plane swimming beside him in the water with eyes just as wide with fascination as his own. After a moment of pause to process the situation, the marid blinked at him owlishly before sweeping her arm upwards, the water around the pirate shifting unnaturally to lift him to the surface and even go so far as to place him back on the deck of his ship with gentle care. And as the storm immediately receded and waves lulled into a calm, the pirate vowed to again find the kind marid who had saved his life.

He was thirty-eight the next time he saw the genie. This time however, they met in the captain’s realm of expertise. Kinion and his crew were docked at one of the larger port cities for Highharvestide celebrations, a perfect opportunity to both partake in the festivities themselves as well as thieve from the more inebriated participants. The captain was weaving through the crowd tailing an unsteady blacksmith when he saw a familiar figure chatting animatedly with a merchant to the side of the road: the merid from two years ago! He immediately changed direction, sauntering up beside the woman and quickly grabbing her attention. The charisma drained from his body as she turned to him, but it failed to quell his offer to show her around the fair. She accepted with a giddy grin. They spent the rest of the night traversing the festival together. The pirate captain returned to his ship that night with pockets void of coin and a bright grin breaking out from past his beard.

The captain was thirty-nine when he left his old crew behind to live a more honest life with his newly wedded wife and he was forty-three when Sedna told him the news. They were going to have a baby. Kinion was forty-four when their daughter, Narissa, was born and it was only two months after that when Sedna was called back to the elemental plane. Permanently. The ex-pirate stood on the dock of their home, an old lighthouse that he had taken on the job of manning, with their two-month old child in his arms as he watched his wife walk into the sea.

All Narissa knew was the lighthouse. She knew the building brick for brick, knew all the best places to hide from her father, and knew that he kept every single letter he received from her mother under the floorboards of his bedroom. She knew that the bottles would arrive with the rising tide every fifth morning of each month and she would sit in her room every sixth night revelling in the words by candlelight before returning them to their hiding spot by sunrise when her father rose. She was six years old when her father finally caught her and they then agreed to begin a new ritual the two of them: they would save the letter in the bottle until that night and read it together before they slept.

Unlike most genasi children, Narissa was blessed by the gods with a genie parent who cared for her dearly. She could tell that Sedna was watching over her from the elemental plane each time she stepped her bare feet in the ocean she loved so dearly, the spray of the water kissing her face in a peculiar feeling that she was sure couldn't be coincidence. The girl would often sit at the end of the dock as she grew older and tell the waves stories about her day: the nice performer she met in town, the silly fisherman who gave her a fresh fish to bring home, and the story of how she had snuck a bit more sweet bread from the kitchen than she was supposed to (she received a hearty pinch of her pinkie toe from a crab in the water at that one). And as Narissa grew older still, two bottles began to wash ashore each month instead of one. The genasi understood her father now, as she pulled one of her own floorboards aside to store a box herself. On the month of her fifteenth birthday she received a pearl necklace in her bottle along with the usual letter. The necklace remains even now one of her most prized possessions, never seen anywhere else other than around her neck.

The daughter of an ex-pirate captain and a genie, it was no wonder that the young genasi would grow restless with such a sedentary life eventually. As the young girl grew older, life in the lighthouse quickly grew boring and it began to be a constant in Narissa's life to sneak away to the local port town on days where she needed a little adventure. Of course, with her father having been “raised by the sea” as he always said, the vulgarity of the sailors she met in the town was a welcome familiarity and she become fast friends with pretty much every sailor she met in the town near her home. And with friends from what some would deem “unsavory backgrounds”, came equally as unsavory habits and actions. The pirates and sailors the genasi found friends in taught the teenager the skills they learned while out on the seas; the more honest of seafarers sharing their knowledge in map-reading and haggling while the worse of the bunch taught her how to swordfight and pickpocket. And as she grew from girl to young woman, even this was still not enough for Narissa. So, when she was nineteen and began to manifest powers of her own, she made up her mind. It was a life of adventure that she craved, so it was a life of adventure she was going to find for herself. She spent months planning closely with her father, acquiring a small ship of her own, collecting supplies, and amassing a small crew of her closest friends from town to help her on her journey. And when everything was completed and ready, Kinion stood at the end of the dock as he watched his daughter sail into the sea. A soft smile was on his face as he returned the wave that she gave from from the deck.

Narissa Ceyx and her crew made quite a name for themselves out on the sea: not nearly good enough to be simple sailors, but not quite bad enough to be pirates. They drew the line somewhere in between, a band of misfits collected throughout their travels who became a close family merely on the hunt for their next adventure. And yet, even with a crew as thick as thieves as hers, Narissa never failed to return to her lighthouse home after every adventure to see her father.

Insert a bit here about how she collects her crew on the terms of “we take those who no one else will”, so the crew of the Arcadia is full of “cursed” races like tieflings and drow and others who are simply outcasts. She ends up falling in love with her HOT TIEFLING FIRST MATE. idk, shit like that. She and her girlfriend have a kid that Narissa doesn’t really talk about lmao, but the little boy lives with the crew on the ship and is spoiled by the ENTIRE CREW 24/7. His name is Caspian and he’s a little half-tief and 1/4th water genasi with vitiligo with darker skin like Eris with little blue patches that match Narissa. His eyes are “as blue as the ocean waves” and he has a mop of white hair that gets in his eyes a lot. He’s a rambunctious little kid with a sweet personality.

While out on an outing, her dad’s old crew came back and FUCKIN KILLED HIM. Narissa comes back and oh my fuckin god he fuckin’ dead, there’s a scrap of cloth stuck in the door and ripped in half with her father’s old crew’s symbol burned into the cloth: now she knows who did that shit. So, present day campaign time its been about two years since her father died and she’s got one crew person from her pops’ old crew down (spoiler: she fucking kilt him :dagger: ) but she’s still on the hunt to kill the rest of her dad’s old crew. She’s making a list and checking it twice, gonna find out who to fucking pew pew.