Changeling Female Witch Level 1
The neighbors whispered and wondered why Kallah and Urok took in the strange girl child left on the doorstep of their humble home, when the burden would only further stretch their limited resources. It was true, though, that they had yet to have a child of their own, but the child was clearly not normal and some murmured that she would prove the couple's doom. Her oddness caused some of the people to avoid her, and some of the children to treat her somewhat roughly, but only until she learned how to use her sharp little fingernails to maximum effect. Her parents never treated her as anything but their own daughter, though there were times she noticed her mother's gaze on her and thought she sensed something lurking behind those dark eyes.
Rakah grew up strong and beautiful, but somewhat feral. Her parents lived on the fringes of Torch among the rough-hewn homes where poverty ruled and people had little time or inclination to concern themselves with all the niceties of civilization. Fighting among the children was only stopped when blood was drawn, and it was rarely, if ever, seen as a reason to enact punishment or censure. Despite this, Rakah never caused serious injury to those she was forced to fend off with her claws, never maiming the other children out of an innate sense of temperance. She understood that to return their childish bullying with a permanent scar would be wrong and the idea of seeing a child who'd been blinded in one eye or otherwise mangled over something relatively minor gave her a twinge. So, she shouldered the blows until she had little other option but to strike back, and she found that, over time, the children ceased to bother her...or talk to her at all.
Her loneliness and unhappiness drove her to spend a large portion of her time outside of the city, where she could forget about her troubled life and enjoy the peace of the barren landscape that surrounded the town. It was during one of these exploratory walks that she first came across Ndidilatwangurlop, or Didi for short. At first, the skunk merely followed her at a distance, and she didn't notice, but once she realized it was there she grew curious about its unusual actions. Sometimes animals grew sick and this made them behave strangely, but the skunk wasn't aggressive and it kept its distance at first. Then, as time went on, it grew bolder and openly trundled nearby as she roamed through the unforgiving lands around Torch. Finally, one night it walked right up and settled against her side as she lay on the ground staring up at the stars. After that, it always awaited her when she left Torch to wander the wilds, and Rakah felt that for the first time she had a friend.
Of course, the first time the skunk spoke to her, she realized that this was no normal animal and Didi informed her that she was no ordinary girl. Rakah moved out of her parent's home at the age of fourteen and began to live in the wilds she'd loved since she was a child. In a small shack outside of Torch, she began to discover the powers conferred upon her by her relationship with Didi, and whatever it was that had led the beast to her. Her longing to know where she'd come from began as gradually as her relationship with the skunk, sneaking upon her in the moments before sleep, and while she lay beneath the stars imagining worlds beyond. Didi did not know, or would not reveal, the origins of Rakah's birth, or the reason she'd been chosen for the powers she, Didi, facilitated. As a result, Rakah began to wonder if she was even from Numeria...or, indeed, Golarion at all.
When, on one of her infrequent visits to town to resupply, she learned of the failed expedition and discoveries made beneath Torch, a fire was ignited within her. Perhaps in those depths there was some truth about her waiting to be discovered. If she was not from Golarion, and if her connection to Didi came from beyond, then there might be hints to this in the strange constructs and writings that lurked below her home. So, she found her way to Val and volunteered to join the search for her father, hoping to settle the many mysteries that shadowed her life.Personality:
Despite living like a recluse, Rakah is not introverted or anti-social. She welcomes the company of others, as long as they do not vex her with their prejudices or treat her with ill-will. There's a notable lack of refinement to her manners and her social skills have become quite rusty after so long spent with only the company of her familiar, but she has an even temper and open curiosity about others. She is fiercely protective of Didi, and by association, protective of others whom she views as allies.Appearance:
Rakah's beauty is feral. Her eyes, one silver as moonlight and the other as clear blue as a summer morning, hold secrets and questions which never pass her lips. Her dusky skin is noticeably paler than that of other Kellids, and she stands taller than most women of her people. Her long hair, shorn short on one side, is so dark that it shines with a blue cast and tumbles carelessly across her face and down her back. She bears the marks of a life lived in poverty and violence, but her muscles are lean and well-honed from years spent on her own in the wild.