Nosramus is a canon character from the dark fantasy roguelike RPGMaker game created by Miro Haverinen, Fear & Hunger. This Carrd is dedicated to Nosramus only, just as the cited tumblr account down below is.Please use the buttons up top to navigate the page!

Nosramus was born with a soul of the enlightened in the year 784, in the Greek steppes of the Eastern Sanctuaries. Life as a woman in these ancient times would not have suited their unquenchable thirst for knowledge, and so, they took the guise of a boy, learned to write and read, became an apprentice of alchemy, and was an acolyte of the political atmosphere, which was mostly religious at the time and contending with the principles of iconoclasm. They were only a keen observer, not a participant.Very soon into their young adulthood, the world was on the precipice of a dark age, and Nosramus dreamt of something else, far more beautiful and fair. Once they turned 20, they left and traveled to the West Francia region of Rondon to seek enlightenment; the year was 804. There, amid their ceaseless reading of ever-new texts, they met the Fellowship, a motley crew of one woman and three other men whose intention it was to descend into the depths of Ma'habre as the Alll-mer had and demand the right for humanity to determine its own destiny.All such things do not quite go according to plan, as history dictates. They sought knowledge much more avidly than power, and this approach to the City of the Gods in 809 manifested as a different decision about new godhood than the rest of the Fellowship. Nosramus saw it for what it was and possessed the maturity and good sense not to fall for this cyclical abuse of humanity. They have always been a little too smart to fall for the schemes of instant gratification, moreover. So, cradling the spirit anchor of such dubious origins, they with a mind broken by Sylvian's green touch and fears a thousandfold more returned to Ma'habre a mortal.But they always stayed ever so near.Over the centuries, they conducted a myriad experiments, both moral and immoral, with the substances and materials found to naturally occur in the dungeons of Fear and Hunger. Rondon eventually built it into a fortress, over the mines and the sleeping old god whose love made a bed for him in darkness.It wasn't until 1590, over seven hundred years later, that the cycle began again.And finally, they could have something they'd not for ages.Peerage.

† Nosramus is the reason why there are foodstuffs and alchemical poultices available for purloining all throughout the dungeons of Fear and Hunger. They have also figured out how to write scrolls that contain instructions for magical and physical abilities, without the need for worship of a god or sacrifice of a soul, and they can also make various sorts of talismans with the use of blood magic -- purity and putrefaction.† They are the supplier of all opium in the dungeons, but they can only grow poppies when the season permits. They sell it to the cavedwellers, offer it in parlay with the lizardmen, and leave small folded packets of it for the thicket's insects to find. If someone passes through who can speak to them, Nosramus figures that they likely need a little extra.† The Virtuous Knight, before his death, had sworn fealty and subservience to Nosramus for saving his life, forever. Because of this relationship dynamic, they chose to keep it platonic, in light of the equal future they saw and lusted for in their dreams. It had always been the knight's obstinately chivalric choice, but it tormented them even past his expiration. Nosramus does not feel quite right about it, locked in yearning that is hundreds of years old. He had been a woodworker, and he is the architect of most of the tables, bookshelves, and other such furniture in their two hermetic laboratories. Some of the bookshelves even fold into hidden rooms, but they lock from the inside so to keep Nosramus safe during sleep and bathing.† Nosramus distills all of their hygienic effects personally. Soaps, lotions, creams, cosmetics, oils -- and they love beauty in spite of the general asceticism of their laboratories.† They have panophobia, the fear of all things, from the Fellowship's confrontation with Sylvian in the Void. They mitigate it with an Everwatching Talisman, which is a blessing and a liability all in one. It isn't a perfect safeguard, but it does the job.† They received the spirit anchor from Nas'hrah. He never explained why...

Hi! Aripheese here. Thank you for reading through my carrd for Nosramus. This section is just for some ooc things that I need to get out of the way.1. I am married irl and very much an adult.2. I am willing to write platonic, romantic, and sexual roleplays as Nosramus. I am not willing to write with anyone below the age of 18. If you have an interest in smut, I would really like to have a story basis for our characters before any sexual content is written, but we may absolutely have a conversation about kink and other such desires just to ensure we gel on that.3. I love Fear & Hunger and would love to make more friends who love it too. Even if you are not interested in collaborative writing, I'd still love to chat about it.YAY NOW FOR THE CREDIT SECTION
Nosramus portrait by Miro, edited by me in PS to fit my interpretation more closely.
... I honestly do not remember where I found the spirit anchor png I had. If you created it and would like credit (or its removal), please let me know!
All screenshots ripped from the game itself.