Nation Name: 2p!Shawnee

Human Name: Waneta (meaning "charger")

Age: roughly about 6,365; appears to be in her late twenties

Sexuality: formerly- panromantic polyamorous pansexual; currently- demiromantic akoisexual

History: [editing in process]

Appearance: Waneta has always had long choppy free-flowing black hair that falls to about her waist. She has a naturally tanned complexion darkened by the sun, a lean athletic build, and stands at about 5'6". Her skin is unmarred and near flawless with one exception: her face. Which is badly burned and always hidden behind a long black veil that is never taken off and only thin enough around her chin to let show through whether her black painted lips are smiling or frowning. With a slight brightness, though she is incapable of magic, her dark pale-yellow eyes seem to have a bit of a glow about them and can be seen through the whisping cloth of her veil.
Ever since she was introduced Waneta has been in love with the steampunk style, though nowadays her wardrobe has taken on a more gothic steampunk look as black is the only color or shade she will wear. Commonly seen in leggings with buckle-lined leather boots that go up to her knee, (the buckles have a skull shaped into one side), and a dull black long-sleeved fitted undershirt. She dons what can only be described as a Victorian-style gothic steampunk dress that stops mid-thigh and poofs out slightly from the waist down, filled with ruffles. Under which she actually wears short-shorts held up with a chain belt. The sleeves of her undershirt come far enough to cover her hands and she has cut a hole in each to allow her thumbs to poke through. The top of her dress is fitted and sleeveless, over which she wears a black leather vest with a few zipper-pockets and random chains hanging off of it. Waneta likes to wear a lace choker studded with small black spikes as well.
A few necklaces, bracelets, and small black skull earrings complete her attire, which actually contrasts somewhat with her personality (not that she cares).

Personality: Waneta used to be much different than she shows now, as she changed when she was cursed long ago. Formerly Shawnee was friendly, kind, and energetic. Never letting herself be put down by anyone. She would greet anyone she met with a smile on her face and a helping hand should it be needed. A very forgiving person it was rare for her to hold a grudge even for the most foulest of deeds done against her or her people, she believed anyone could change. As an avid lover of nature and kinship her favorite thing to do was an outdoor activity of some sort with her family. Something they may or may not be missed by others now.
Once someone who craved attention and physical contact, it helped to ease her nerves, she now hides her skin from all and refuses to be so much as brushed against even by accident. She shies away from all gatherings of any sort and if needed for a meeting must be located and dragged there by force. Waneta now wanders from place to place inside the boundaries of her old homeland, never staying in the same place any more than a day not wanting to be found by anyone. She has become a recluse in every sense of the word.
Though she retains her energetic and uncaring of who thinks what if her attitude it has become more of an unbridled and devil may cry view of life. She respects and is willing to listen to very few and will not tolerate being told what to do (unless by very specific individuals). With a hatred of close quarters and unwillingness to go very near any others it's hard for her connect with anyone anymore.
Though as distant, flamboyant, disheveled, and at times arrogant as she may seem it is merely all a ruse to make sure no one gets close to her (emotionally or physically). Waneta truly wants to be able to go back to being what she once was, but she knows that, that is impossible and that she now has to live with what she's become.

Other: She has owned quite a fees pets of various species and breeds over the years to keep her company and help her get at least some of the attention, caring, and touch she still craves.

She was cursed long ago, in an all around bad set of circumstances, by Ian (2p!Scotland) not terribly long after the settlers came. (He had come over with Oliver). Things happened, things were said, and a battle fought.
Ian left that day a chuckling and snide victor, though neither side had really won.
Waneta left that day cursed to never feel another human's touch without pain, much to her horror and dismay. If any human (or human-like) touched her she would be hurt from the contact, the harder the grip or touch the more pain she felt, even the slightest brush felt like a stinging needle. This one act caused her old self to crumble and fall away and her spirit to be broken. To this day she has still been unable to find a way to life the curse and day by day she grows more and more embittered and saddened.
Few know of what happened to her or why she suddenly started covering her face with a veil or especially why she began to avoid others and stay off on her own. She doesn't speak of that day, and she speaks even less of her curse. Though if you can worn it out of her or find a way to break past her constructed barriers she will tell you truth.