Apologies for the dealy, Marlow, and not qutie sure how to get this on Eliuquiy.
Jenna the Brythunian
Hieght 5'
Weight 111 lbs
Cup Size C
Hair: Golden blond like bearded barely falling to the backs of her knees.
Eyes: Blue as indigo silk.
Skin: Despite the healthy glow of a farmer's daughter, Jenna's skin has a silken smooth texture many less active noblewomen would envy.
Build: Petite and curvy with a tiny, trim waist and pert, generous chest. Childbearing hips given extra perfection by a healthy layer of muscle that allows the tiny maiden to dance with the best of them, while still being no substitute for the true power of a man.
History: Fifth daughter of the Brythunian sheapard-serf Merik who had only one son, Jenna was as a girl with two possible futures of slavery, the invisible yoke of the serf or the honest collar of the brythunian pleasure slave stolen by horible savage foriegners in the night and dragged away to distant and exotic locales.
The wise woman from the mountains offered her an alternate destiny at age 8, to become her aprentice, learn such magics as reading, writing, mathematics, astrology, herbalisim, medecine, and the ways of the natural world.
Jenna learned many lessons well before the day that she and Grandmother read in the stars together that, if she lived long beyond her aged grandmother's death, an enamored lord would force himself upon her and ruin her, but she had a chance to achieve greatness if she let bandits take her in the night, but preserved her virginity for her true master. The love in her heart would tell her he was her master as much as the obvious fact tha he was an honest man.
She did as the stars counciled, carried away by the bandits, but protecting her virtinity with a viper that took to sleeping in her blankets, 'til the day an honest man, that her heart told her was her true master, bought her at auction.
Outfit, (if it pleases my master):
Silver (the metal) bikini, miniskirt, collar, and decorations, including gaters to hold a dagger at my right hip. A blue ribon in my hair to conceal the sling. A heavy white sheapard's crook sung from the heart of a white ash tree. A heavy white leather satchel to carry healing herbs and tools, supplis with which to cook for my master, and treats for Amira the white leopard I will summon.
Outstanding Skills:
Alchemy
Animal Handling
Cooking
Gardening
Healing
Herbalisim
History
Mathematics
Performance of Songs, Dances, and Rituals.
Reading and Writing
weapons of Choice:
Sling/Hair Ribbon Sling
Knife
Staff/Sheapard's Crook
Magical Abilities:
Expend all her energy in a defensive blast that surounds her out to a short distance to devistating effect.
Divination through Astrology
Natural Magic such as empathic comunication with animals, summoning animals for aid, and establishing a special bond with an animal companion. Also with plants, encouraging the growth of normal and magical plants, and enhancing the medicinal and recreational properties of herbs.
Lesser Wards and Counterspells.
Enter into a war of souls with a rival sorcerer.
Topic: "a thief, a reaver, a slayer" (Conan-RP, VAN, perhaps light BDSM) (Read 4669 times)