Slave Profiles
My Name is:
Celina Foxglove
I Have Been Alive For:
17
I Am A:
female
I Apear To Be A:
Shapeshifter/ nymph
I Am A:
slave
My Story Is:
Celina was walking along a well forged path. She was exhausted and very thirsty. She had been traveling for days, her home no longer hers... Her brothers and sisters were killed, slaughtered began they could not leave...They were far to young to leave. Small Nymph shifters until the reached the age of 150, were stuck with no power, it was law. And being the last Nymph Shifter clan left... Their breed was always behind hunted down. It was almost as bad as the rarity and power the Dragons held. Her father had used his last bit of pickie dust to transport her far away from the Slaughter fest... She could remeber herself weeping for those who were killed, all except her. After three days of weeping she got up and moved on, in need of whater and shelter.
Celina fell to her knees and then laid on her side, to weak to move forward. She heard hoofs comeing twords her. " Is it dead?" She could hear one speak " No its breathing still, come on we will get a mint for this creature" She did not open her eyes, or even struggled when one picked her up and threw her over her shoulders. She was too weak, her body physically drained. When she finally woke up there was nothing but dark, but a plate of food lay by her head. She sat up and reached out to the food and eat it. Something causeing her head to remain fuzzy after she had finished the food. Then she felt a piece of leather around her neck, a chain attached to it. She tugged on it once and suddenly felt a Burning feeling Engulf her hand. She winced, she wasnt going to try that again. She was in the Slaves Pit, she knew that now.
I Act Like:
Quiet and patient at times. Like water she bends and moves to the will of the current that takes her, but While she remains docile, she has a hiden strength and cleverness that could out match any creature who went up against her. She harbors a hidden power.
l Love:
To watch the moon cycle, Dance under the stars, to sing under the night sky
I Hate:
People snapping at her, being falsely accused.
My Mirror Image:
Regular form:

Most famous animal form:
My Name is:
Ester Esteed
I Have Been Alive For:
19
I Am A:
female
I Apear To Be A:
Dragon
I Am A:
Slave
My Story Is:
Ester's mother was a prositute from what her father has told her. A dragon in which had fallen from all grace due to certain events. She lived in a nice high class Esteed family. One of the branch family of the Silver dragon clan. She happily lived with a new mother, who was surprsingly nice, and her step siblings who were concived from her new mom and her dad. She grew up training to protect herself from the crazies from this world, and she also helped her siblings do the same.
One Day her crazy biological mother found her and stalked her and her father for months, asking and begging for money. When neither her or her dad gave she settled for something worse. Ester was kidnapped and sold to the slave market, and when she woke up, she grew to hate her mother even more. She vowed that if she ever got out, the first person she would murder would be her mother.
I Act Like:
Being a dragon Ester is prideful, and finding herself being sold as a slave was something she was far from pleased with. She is actually a well mannered, refind person, but after being in slavery for more then a month or two, it pushed that sense and made her a bit crazy. She is quiet, and doesn't talk unless spoken too. She is very smart but she has a horrible temper and irritation fuse. Though being as smart as she is, she knows when to bite her time. A couple good qualites about Ester were the fact that she was loyal, (If she likes you), Overly blunt, nice, to a point, and unreadable, cause she's always thinking and doing random things.
l Love:
+ Playing piano
+ Singing
+ Reading
+ Pillows
+ Cleaning
+ Late Night Flying
+ Flying In General
+ Trainning
I Hate:
- Her Wings being restraing
- Enable to escape
- Extreamly Dark Places
- Her Mother
My Mirror Image:

My Name is:
Nillick
I Have Been Alive For:
24 years
I Am A:
Male
I Apear To Be A:
Dark Elf
I Am A:
Slave
My Story Is:
Nillick, apart of the now destroyed unholy order of the barbed cross, was taken by the elven slavers only weeks before current day. Nillick had been apart of the order for years, since he was but a child. Now with vengance in his heart and anger in his blinded eyes, he wishes to destroy the elven empire, if his strength would allow me.
I Act Like:
Nillick is a quiet and cold person.
l Love:
Silence, Revenge.
I Hate:
The Elven Empire.
My Mirror Image: