Amazons
Amara
Amara, blade dancer of the Eagles |
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| Player: | Aysande |
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| Age: | 27 |
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| House of Birth: | Eagle |
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| Current House: | Eagle |
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| O&O: | She is turned on by a willingness to please, but turned off by apathy and passive behavior unless specifically requested. She is especially turned off by the show of lack of consent; she wouldn't touch a man who doesn't want to be touched. A mild, playful resistance at the right time is appreciated. Loves the risk of being caught doing naughty things in inappropriate places. Turned off by constant feisty behavior that require disciplinary actions. Enjoys light bondage, oral sex and handjob both ways. |
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| Description: | A tall, slender brunette with hazel eyes. Her hair goes down to half her back in supple wave. Her body is tone by her blade-dancing, keeping it firm and lean. She is gifted with a generous, firm bosom. |
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| Personality: | She enjoys being in control, having a self-disciplined slave that doesn't require her to use the switch all the time, the less the better. She is generally light-hearted with a good sense of humor. More of an artist, a dancer, than a warrior at heart, but that doesn't mean that she is soft or that she would let her slave get away with everything. She enjoys reading, warm baths and lingering in the gardens. She is not a thrill-seeker but for one thing: the risk of being caught. The turn on comes from the risk, not from being watched, but also from the uneasiness that it can bring up in her partner(as in: you want to do this here? Now? But what if...). |
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| History: | Amara was born to a painter, and the only slave that she ever owned. Amara knew who her father was, and learned that love between a woman and a man was possible from a very young age. She was, indeed, a very lucky young woman. Raised in a stable, comfortable home, Amara was never aware that her mother barely made the ends meet and that if it had not been from her father's skill at sharpening swords, they might have gone a few days without food. She learned her mother's trade, but upon her insistence, Amara also learned to dance with the blades, with two slender short swords.
When time came for her to choose a path, she was already an accomplished dancer. She had performed more than once to gather money to buy herself little extras without bothering her mother about it. Her skills at dancing earned her a position in the small, privileged group that entertained the Queen and her guests whenever required. She had also picked up the brush and the paint, with a talent that had her manage to keep her head out of the water. Her life grew more comfortable when she moved with the dancing troupe within the fortress. Through the years, Amara has had a few slaves, but none of them managed to satisfy her. One of them was so meek that she would walk all over him. Thinking that upbringing might be an issue, she went for a man from abroad and ended up with the opposite. Not having it in her to make the effort to break a man's spine to her liking, he was sold and another followed. She was almost ready to give it up, but the head of the dancing team managed to convince her to give it one last shot. |
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| Skills: | Dancing, painting, haggling |
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Aria
Aria, Owner and Overseer of the Gladiator Arena |
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| Player: | Aysande |
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| Age: | 27 |
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| House of Birth: | Eagle |
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| Current House: | Hyena |
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| O&O: | Here, but the ons for her in particular: rough, casual and/or public sex. Threesome, orgies. Food. Biting, scratching, dominating. Teasing, denying him, making him beg for it. Big cocks, vaginal sex (fingers, tongue, cock) |
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| Description: | She is a tall, slender woman, standing at 5'9. She has a slender build, toned and taut, from the training that she puts herself through to keep in shape. She could stand in the arena herself, and if a gladiator thought he could take her easily, he'd be in for a nasty surprise. While she can be considered lean, almost wiry, Aria isn't devoid of curves, far from it. She has a decent pair of breasts, and shapely hips that, when in a proper lady's dress, give her a delightful hourglass figure. Her hair is blond, long to half her back and fall in small loose curves. She has sky blue eyes, and a delicate face with full lips. Although her face is unblemished, her body isn't. Aria is a woman who as seen war and bear its marks: she has cuts and scars of poorly done stitches here and there on her arms, her thighs, her ribs. She has the scar of an arrow that pierced an inch above her navel, and to the left. |
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| Personality: | Aria is a strongly dominant woman. She doesn't take much shit from anyone, and would even face the queen head on if that was needed. She has been hardened by war, by the blood that taints the end of her swords, and by what she has freed women from when she fought against the men of Szekeres. She is, however, warm-blooded. She doesn't hate men, far from it, only firmly believes that their station is beneath her and should remain this way. It is not rare for her to summon one of her fighters to her chambers for a romp. Few gets through her shell. She is as capable of love and warmth as any other woman but it is buried under a decade of fighting and killing in the name of Aquarius. She is a good listener, but does not put up with whining or self-pity for long. She can be harsh and blunt about most things, especially with her slaves, but she tries to be a fair and reasonable owner. |
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| History: | Born in the house of the Eagle, Aria was destined to wield the swords and so she did. She spent most of her time training to dance with the blades and by the time she was seventeen, she had become quite the expert. School proved to be a long, boring necessity and she excelled at it. Where she failed was in her relationship with others. In personality, Aria did not have the artistic passion shared by the women of her birth house. She considered the Lion house, but lacked the sense of honor. The Snake became a possibility, but Aria did not want to act in the shadow and the Owl... bunch of wisewomen and librarian. So in her quest to find a house that was more suitable for herself, she found a house with a kindred spirit. The house had a bad reputation due to some shady dealings, but Aria found herself at home. Her first slave was killed before she went to war. Participating to some underground illegal fighting. The vanishing of the man who was not prepared for such violent service had gone unnoticed because of the war. Aria volunteered when she heard that Akaysha was set on expanding, and to war she went. Some countries opened her mind to a more equal way of life, and while she saw the good in it, she preferred the Aquarian ways. The conquest of Szekeres changed her forever. To see women being treated like dogs by men changed her outlook on slavery. It comforted her in her thoughts that men should not be allowed to lead, since they could not handle power. It also comforted her in the way that although there was slavery in Aquarius, nowhere was it so bad that men were in the same position as Szekeres women and seen as normal. It is also in Szekeres that she saw the opportunity to spend the money earned in fights and in the looting of the cities conquered. A prison, sold for a fraction of the price, was to be repaired and used for the fights. At the edge of the country, away from everything, it could take some time before the authorities bothered to come shut her down. It was worth the risks. Or so she thought. It had taken about a month with friends and their slaves, to put everything back into proper shape, clean and ready for guests of the non-prisoner kind. A month of hard work and then the verdict fell. Even before the arena opened, the project seemed doomed. The new Queen had decided that there would be a neutral trade zone not even a mile from the arena. The secret would not remain secret long with a settlement so close to it. after a long talk with the Queen, who was thankfully more open-minded to such thing than her predecessors, Aria was given permission to keep her arena with the condition that the men be treated according to Aquarian tradition, and that the sport remained the fighting, not the killing, and Aria agreed. Sephria did mention that she would not hold a few deaths against her, that some of the unbreakable men of the conquered countries might very well serve as fodder... |
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| Notes: | She will be the default owner of all the slaves who are gladiators but don't belong to someone. She might keep some as her own, but unless marked otherwise, consider her slaves as for sale. |
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Aurelia
Aurelia, Headmistress of the Spy Guild |
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| Player: | Dancing flower |
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| Age: | 34 |
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| House of Birth: | Lion |
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| Current House: | Snake |
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| Description: | Lia possesses a tanned skin complexion which has said to inspire a number of statues throughout the capital city. Her hair is naturally curly although she frequently pushes it back into a ponytail or wears it within a single braid to avoid it obscuring her vision within combat. Despite being born within a house of knights with a taste for justice and reasonable attire, she still developed a love for more feminine and form attire such as long, flowing dresses in colors often found within the goblets of the highest aristocrats. Usually, her arm is more formfitting due to how it allows her to maintain agility and not hinder her ability to escape situations which do not weigh in her favor. Her most stunning feature or cursed depending on perspective is her eyes due to their shape and color being light grey. Her eyes are said to be the last thing witnessed by those who have been deemed unfit to live by the Queen. |
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| Personality: | Known as being a woman who does not tolerate women and has rather kinky tastes in what provides her with pleasure, Lia is a women with few friends and fewer enemies because not many dare to overtly label themselves as such. She has little tolerance for foreigners, viewing them as being less than slaughtered swine. While her attitude toward slaves is only a little better mostly due to her enjoyment of sex and the small compliments showered upon her. Granted, she knows this reaction is more robotic than truthful. |
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| History: | Lia was born the only daughter of a prominent figure within Amazonian society. From childhood, she was trained with the expectation that one day she would lead the House of Lion. Her mother was harsh in her upbringing but it was only due to knowing her daughter's competition was fierce as well. However, eventually, it was realized that Lia was unfit to remain within their house and would never belong despite how hard her mother strove to rid her of her more prominent features. It was a blow when Lia's mother chose to abandon her tutoring to bestow her attentions on a more likely candidate even if the decision made sense. She has always stated this action never bothered her but in reality it was the closest to mental anguish she's ever felt within her life. After all this time, she still hates her mother and the girl chosen with equal venom.
Being born within a house which worshiped the art of war and the ways in which fairness and justice would reshape a better future for their country was a mismatch for this child of Aquarius. She immediately thought their outlook was ridiculous because it seemed they would rather remember the good and glorious rather than the despicable and grotesque portions of war. However, her desire to fit in with her peers (an abhorred quality of her youth) caused her to at least try and see the world from their narrow perspective. The suppression of her innate urges to solve issues with more efficient and less time consuming processes eventually caused her to become irritated within the House of Lion. Soon enough, her aversion to what made them what they were propelled her, at their insistence, to seek out acceptance within the House of Snake. Immediately, their methodology and way of life suited her purposes more so than those she ever grew up ever did. Under their tutelage and advice, her aggressiveness was honed into a trait which could be used for the benefit of the country, enabling her to work more easily with those whom she really did not understand in order to achieve a common goal. It was not long before her strong point was discovered to be an aptitude for poison-making, stealth, and her intelligence. Lia could develop a plan of attack within a matter of minutes, extract information from the most resilient of captives, and find a way to slither through someone's brutish defenses with relative ease. Her prowess eventually earned her the code name, Viper. One to be feared by anyone who opposed Aquarian rule. Still, her ascension did not come without costs, the more entrenched she dwelled within darkness to have the end result of more slaves or resources for her country, her family seemed to pull away from her. Her cruelty and craftiness a blemish to them rather than a trait to be celebrated. Soon enough, she was sent outside of country boundaries to foreign lands to investigate their weaknesses and strengths. Thus her adaptability was forced to become better since becoming caught meant to receive the same violent afflictions placed readily upon others. |
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| Skills: | Has a mastery with several weapons but prefers to use two swords or crossbow; expert alchemist and herbalist; has excellent camouflage and stealth abilities |
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| Notes: | Has a tattoo on her back |
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Niënor
Niënor, Head of Cavalry, Queen's Second in Command |
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| Player: | Ember Star |
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| Age: | 25 |
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| House of Birth: | Lion |
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| Current House: | Lion |
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| Description: | Nienor stands at just five feet three inches tall and weighs only 110 pounds. She has dark brown hair that falls in curls down her back all the way to the top of her buttocks. While her eyes are a rich chocolate brown. Her body is thin, small and light. Her breasts are an A-cup. Her general build makes her perfect for stealth and getting into difficult places. When formality is called for, she will dress in flowing dresses. But alas, she prefers to dress down. Wearing somewhat revealing tops of braided leather, with worn looking pants and heavy boots. She's never seen without weapons, though at times she will conceal them. Lastly, she has a tattoo that travels all the way up her right leg. |
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| Personality: | If two words could be used to describe Nienor they would be "calm and loyal." Even within the heat of battle the woman manages to keep a calm demeanor. This isn't much that can ruffle her feathers enough to warrant an uncontrolled emotional response from her. Not to say she isn't emotional, she just has a certain level of restraint with them, especially in chaotic situations. As for loyalty, that has been proven time and time again by her dedication to her Queen. Never has she wavered against the House of the Lion, never shall she. Her loyalty remains to her Queen. Her bravery to her House. Her bow to the heart of Lion. |
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| History: | Born into the House of the Lion, her path was set. Her mother had been an archer as well, and taught Nienor everything she need know. Nienor also had a special love for horses, such majestic animals. She always had a connection and a way with them from the time she was a young girl. As a young teenager she entered training as a Squire in the Queen's Calvary. It was evident that was the area she belonged as she could fire an arrow with almost flawless aim already and had been known to tame wild horses with soft whispers and calm hands. As a young and becoming woman she would work her way up the levels to higher forms of training each season. She was one of the most promising young Squires in any division of the Queen's forces, but she was top with archery and riding. It was when she was in her mid teens and at the height of her training that she met (then) Princess Akaysha. Nienor had long been bisexual, having had experimented with some of the other Squire girls. But she thought the Princess was certainly one of the most beautiful girls she ever laid eyes upon. Though she would not say as much. Instead, she struck up a close friendship with the Princess. They quickly became close friends and while one thing lead to another, Nienor actually did get to touch the Princess as more than just her friend. Akaysha had wanted to experiment with a female, she was curious, and Nienor was more than willing to fulfill that wish for her even though she figured it wouldn't lead anywhere. It didn't. Mere sexual whims for Akaysha while Nienor was left having to bottle her feelings and revert back to being just friends. Though to this day she still has a attraction towards Akaysha. As seasons passed and so did the Queen, Akaysha was crowned as the new Queen. While Nienor calmly worked her way through the ranks of the Calvary. She eventually became head of the Calvary, and more than that, she was Akaysha's advisor and right hand. Nienor always had a good tactical input, and she was never far from the Queen's reach. |
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| Notes: | Nienor is a soft domme. She believes slaves should be treated like horses, with a soft voice and gentle hand. Not with whips and restraints. Though she will punish a slave if necessary. She is also openly bisexual. |
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Reyna
Reyna, Advisor to the Queen, Slavemistress. |
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| Player: | Aysande |
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| Age: | 25 |
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| House of Birth: | Eagle |
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| Current House: | Lion |
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| O&O: | Players O&O, though intensity changes depending on characters |
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| Description: | With short hair, made blonde by the sun and blue eyes, Reyna has a delicate and very symmetrical face. She stands at 5’9 and has an athletic build. Born from the Eagle, she trained as a blade dancer and fancies all matter of short, light blades but more specifically daggers and Sai. |
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| Personality: | Mischievous, teasing and flirting would make one of the oddest person to be Advisor for the queen. The truth is that Reyna has an easiness to deal with the slaves and a view of how they should be treated that matches the one of the Queen. Reyna knows to be serious when required, and she is loyal to a flaw. She believes in the Queen’s future for Aquarius and plans to give her support wherever needed. She is strict, but far more friendly than harsh. She believes she can get much more out of a slave by being kind and respectful then by force, but she will not shy away from using a switch to discipline a particularly difficult man |
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| History: | Reyna is born in the house of Eagle to a blade-dancer. She spent most of her youth imagining that she was a princess, and the rest of it beating the crap out of her younger brother with wooden sticks whenever her mother wasn’t looking. Of course, it was all fun and games but when her mother discovered why her young boy was bruised so much, Reyna was punished and the lesson stuck with her for the rest of her life.
Training with the bigger weapon was difficult for the tall willowy woman who did not seem to develop the necessary arm muscles to wield the heavy weapons. Instead, she angled toward the lighter one, practiced throwing and blade dancing as much as she could. At the age of sixteen, she saw the woman responsible of the house slaves beating her brother and she interfered. Thinking that the girl would make a fool of herself, the elder told her that she had to care for the house slaves for a week, to see if she would be better. She inherited the task. Though the slaves did not necessarily behave better, they were overall in a better physical shape. It is during a visit at the palace that Reyna heard advisors speaking of the imminent death of the matron who used to manage the old Queen’s slaves, and with the permission of her mother, Reyna volunteered to take the old woman’s place. |
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| Skills: | Dual-wields very efficiently. She is also a graceful dancer, with or without blades. She has received a high education, and has an intuitive understanding of people. She is also very good at reading body language, very perceptive. |
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Sephria
Queen Sephria, Leader of the Snake House |
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| Player: | Aysande |
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| Age: | 24 | |
| House of Birth: | Snake |
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| Current House: | Snake |
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| O&O: | Players O&O, though intensity changes depending on characters |
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| Description: | At first glance, Sephria is not very impressive. She stand just above 5’4, is rather petite but her build is definitely quite feminine. She has a nice curve to her and both her legs and arms a lithely muscled, indicating that she might not be as defenseless as she might look. She has long brown hair, past her shoulders, brown eyes and a naturally tanned skin. Her face is delicate, quite symmetrical, and her smile may speak more than her words… |
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| Personality: | She is quite strong-willed. Having proven to her mother that she could take over the business and have it thrive at a so young age speaks length of her ambitions. She is confident to a flaw, but not arrogant – or at least try not to be – but could be called a smart-ass. She sometimes resorts to the use of sarcasm when annoyed or disliking the person she is talking to. Sephria loves to tease, to make people desire something to the point of begging, to be dared to push boundaries. She can be manipulative and drive a hard deal. She holds onto her reputation as dearly as she does her own life. Luckily for her, she has a house at her disposal to take care of delicate matters in an efficient way… |
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| History: | It was no secret that if she had been a boy, her own mother would have given her away. Instead, the little girl born to an experienced slavemistress proved to be following her steps in an extraordinary way. She was not even of age yet when she made her first sale, keeping the extra coins she had charged over her mother’s set price. It was a tragedy to Sephria when her mother died. They were close as sister even though the older woman was almost fourty years her senior. The business was what brought them together and that was what, ultimately, had cost her mother her death. Going out of the city for a new set of slaves, she had been ambushed and killed. Sephria long thought – and still did- that the ambush had been set by the Queen herself, or one of her advisors that felt threatened by the woman’s growing power among the people that mattered. Sephria took over the business, even though some older women thought they were entitled. The unrest in the House of Snake however did not last long. Sephria proved to be fierce in defending her own interest, and before the fourth year since her mother had passed, she had replaced her at the head of the slave business but also at the head of the house. With the recent death of the Queen in which she had no hand, Sephria was quickly entrusted with the crown and the responsibilities that came with it. Dealing with the country with the same swiftness as she did her business, she quickly saw that there was a lot of work to be done to solidify the realm after conquering so much territory in so little time. |
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| Skills: | Throwing knife, blending poisons, playing the violin, bargaining. She has the required skills to become an efficient assassin. She is also quite adept at hand to hand combat, so that if a slave decides to attack her, she can handle herself. |
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| Notes: | I am a soft dom, there will be little pain if any involved in any thread. The sub will be punished differently if needed. |
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Xia
Xia Regaal, Owner of the Third Eye Tavern |
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| Player: | Vlexia |
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| Age: | 27 |
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| House of Birth: | N/a |
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| Current House: | Eagle |
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| Description: | She is below average in height, standing at about 5’4’’; a petite woman with skin the color of caramelized heat, who makes it up in the dangerous curvature of her figure. Xia is a thicker female with a head full of coal-black curly hair. From her rounded thighs and hips, her soft stomach, buxom breasts, to her full lips and large dark eyes under high arched brows, she is a femme fetale, a woman of disaster, something her previous masters learned the hard way. As a result of numerous punishments, many of them harsh, Xia has a scarred back from the lash that happens to be in the shape of a tree with it blossoming up near her shoulder blades and narrowing down her spine as if it were the trunk. Her ears are pierced as well as a silver stud between her eyebrows that she calls her “third eye”. |
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| Personality: | Xia is a bit rough around the edges. Forced to be adaptable at an early age, she was trained to keep her chin down and her mouth shut. And although the training was thorough, it never reached her heart as she is a passionate woman, one of words, opinions, ambitions, and desires. She is talkative, playful, yet blunt sometimes to the point of being rude. She speaks her mind, acts on impulse, and feeds off of her emotions. She enjoys life, but is not naive to people’s motives as she is highly intelligent and perceptive. The woman believes in wisdom from above as taught by her mother at an early age, but many times she is too impatient to “wait on the Gods” and likes to take matters into her own hands. With this said, she has an attribute to Justice, and anything unjust grinds at her soul and she will do all she can to see it set right. |
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| History: | Xia was born from a night between her mother and the man who owned her. Residing in Szekeres, a world originally built on the foundation that men owned females, Xia was molded from the beginning to be submissive to every male that she was near. Her mother was timid, frightened of almost everything that walked, and that angered Xia who was always pushing boundaries and getting into trouble for it. Her father was lenient at first, as she was the first daughter he had created among his many sons, but as the years went by, his impatience grew at her defiance, and his moral breeding won over his affection for her in the end. Using her as a payment of a dept, he sent her away at the tender age of 11, never to see her again. The last thing she saw of her mother was her pleading for him to keep her that day, and he answering by striking her away from him. From then on, Xia's overwhelming and unexplainable desire to question all authority grew the older she got. No amount of whippings, hungry days, and dark and lonely nights broke her. It wasn’t so much that she was violent, it was more that she simply didn’t have the incentive to listen. To question the world around her was in her soul, and the Masters did not appreciate that. When Szekeres fell, however, everything changed. The men were sent away either to death, slavery, or to work in the mines, whereas the females were set free. Many of whom could not understand the freedom they were given. Being forced to submit and be guided was all they knew, and many of Xia’s companions snuck away to the neighboring kingdom of Caleen to find new masters who would take them in. But Xia welcomed this newfound freedom as she knew she had always been born to be independent and free. This new life was by no means easy, but with the guidance of a noblewoman of the House of Eagle who saw great artistic potential in her, Xia was able to gather up enough money from painting to open up a small and modest tavern in the heart of Aquarius, her new home. Through the years The Third Eye Tavern has grown, been upgraded, and gained popularity among its many thousands of patrons and regulars. Xia owns no slaves, her personal history of being one warring with her desire to own one is a constant battle that wages within her on a daily basis. Despite her scars and memories, she now lives and has learned the ways of being a dominant female in society, of taking risks and relaying on oneself. Perhaps she will own a slave one day; when one catches her eye. |
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| Skills: | She is a very talented artist who has moved from making art on canvas to making art in meals. Her culinary abilities are well-known and sought after- the very things that has made her Tavern so popular through the years. She is very social and welcoming, often the life of wherever she goes. She is also very clever, and witty, a woman of verbal prowess as she maintains her business skillfully and successfully. |
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Zarevia
Zarevia, High Priestess |
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| Player: | Aysande |
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| Age: | 30 |
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| House of Birth: | Owl |
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| Current House: | Owl |
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| Description: | She has long black hair with two white strands. Her eyes are bright blue. She is tall (around 5'9"), lean and in good shape even though she does not carry weapons. |
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| Personality: | Calm confidence is Zarevia. She doesn’t anger easy, if at all, and might make more sarcastic or acidic comments when she is. She doesn’t like debates, doesn’t care about medicine, all she wants is to pray and to live a quiet life. She does have a good sense of humor, though. She is not much of a dominant, but she is certainly not submissive. |
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| History: | Zarevia is born to a priestess, into the house of the Owl. She spent all of her life learning the Word of the Gods and different topics, but she never delved into fighting. She abhors violence, and thinks it the tool of the weak. When she became old enough to become a priestess, she was the first in line to be tested. During the test, it is said that Zarevia has been shocked somehow, because she came out of the test with white in her hair and shaking from head to toes. She guided the people to the best of her abilities and when she time came to replace the dying High priestess, she was chosen as a logical candidate and the transition was smooth. |
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| Skills: | She paints and draws with accuracy. Speaks several languages. |
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| Notes: | She would not bother with a slave until one of them really catches her attention. Until then, she intends to enjoy those made available by the House leader. |
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