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"The world truly isn't as bad as it seems to the untrained eye."

Ayanna



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                  [ αll αвouτ mε ]

                  age[] 30
                  gender[] Female
                  b-day[] August 23
                  height[] 5' 7"
                  weight[] 125 lbs
                  attire[] I don't Generally have party clothes.
                  race[] Human. Warlock
                  powers[] As a warlock, Ayanna specializes in the element of Water. She is a definite healer, and something of a shaman. She can read the movements in the stars and moon, and is something of the head healer in the kingdom.

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                  [ ɗig α ℓiττℓε ɗεεpεя ]

                  likes[]
                  [ ✰✰✰ ] Silent prayers
                  [ ✰✰✰ ] Acting as a Lady's Maid
                  [ ✰✰✰ ] Children
                  [ ✰✰✰ ] Live Water Sources

                  dislikes[]
                  [ ✰✰✰ ] Disrespect to the Gods
                  [ ✰✰✰ ] Parties
                  [ ✰✰✰ ] Pants
                  [ ✰✰✰ ] Pointless Bloodshed

                  fears[]
                  [ ✰✰✰ ] A bloody Death
                  [ ✰✰✰ ] The murdering of Children
                  [ ✰✰✰ ] The murdering of her Queen.
                  [ ✰✰✰ ] Going Mad

                  mind []
                  Ayanna is quite a unique individual. She is very devout to her beliefs, and thanks the gods and Goddesses for all the blessings she has received in her lives. Even the bad things that she has suffered through have been a path from the deities that lead her lives. She is fiercely loyal to her Queen, and would do damn near anything the Queen asked. She is very philosophical and tries not to rely too much on her magic, although she can use it quite effectively.

                  memories[]
                  Raised in a family of devout believers, Ayanna grew up in the prayers that fumed much of the Human's religious figures and followers. She lived in the east of the human lands, as her people, even thought they followed the King of the age, liked to remain detached and among themselves. There was no treason for her or her people. They had no thoughts of it, they simply wished to followed the Gods bidding, serve their king, and live happily among their people. War was not so kind to the people of the east, and the price came heavily. A loss of land to the human kingdom. And more personally, a loss of family and tribe to Ayanna. The war that reached the east took her family. Everyone that had been important to Ayanna. Her father was the first, murdered in cold blood, trying to protect Aynna and her mother and brother from an attacker. Her brother, being older, and the eldest child, died in vein trying to protect his mother. Ayanna was hidden away underneath the house by her mother. It was only moments after being secured and hidden, that Ayanna's mother was killed as well.

                  Even hiding didn't last long. Strange guards found Ayanna, and yet, instead of killing her, like they seemed to do to everyone else she knew, they took her back with them. She was nothing more then a mere possession. A servant to the guards. Rules were quite strict. First things first, Ayanna wasn't allowed to speak. She was to be mute at all times. She was not allowed long hair. And it was cure from her head the day she was taken. She led quite a sorry life, serving guardsmen and soldiers in a strange place. These men looked human, but were far from such. They made terrible sounds when they fought.Even when it was only for fun. They cast large shadows when they weren't wearing their human guises, but there was no guarantees on what they were. Ayanna never figured them out.

                  Her life changed the day a soldier decided to use her. She had grown into something of a woman form her small form. She had been far from her people, always moving with her captors, serving them where ever they roamed. Not all of them were the same. there was always new men coming and going as they group changed. this man was one of the newer people. Obviously, he found her attractive. She couldn't understand how, when she wasn't allowed more then men's clothing, and her short hair. She had needed a cut, as her hair had grown past her ears from recent moving, and activity around the encampment. This man, approached her, and drug her away from the rest of the officers, taking her to a tent far to the side of camp. He began with removing Ayanna's clothing, but when she fought him, and refused, she was told she'd never enjoy a male again. The man took her, and then had her bound while he mutilated her body. Her screams were nothing but background noise at the camp, as others fought and struggled all around. It was this that brought Ayanna her catalyst. She felt power surge through her as she prayed wordlessly to her Gods. They answered her with power,ans the forest began to grow to help her.

                  It was not until the male was good and dead, and Ayanna had lost herself completely that she was found by humans. A group of soldiers that had been hunting down her renegade attackers. She was taken in, and inspected, to find that her genitals had been cut and mutilated. She would never again know of sexual pleasure. the young woman was perfectly happy with that. She was glad to be going home. However, years of serving her captors had taught her silence. She didn't have many uses other then providing for soldiers, and the occasional woman they had once she was brought back to civilization.

                  She stayed with the soldiers for no longer then a year, when she was given to a duchess. She was promised a better and easier life by the captain who had given her freedom. No longer ashamed of her appearance, or of her mutilation, She was given to the Duchess Moirai. Silent as ever, a higher post as a Warlock was not what Ayanna wanted. She wanted to blend in, and be invisible. She feared that other renegades would come to avenge the men she allowed to be killed the night she was saved. She was better served as a handmaiden anyways, given her choice for silence. It was easy, as the Duchess never gave Ayanna much need to fear, or an unhappy situation to deal with.

                  When the human King was murdered, the duchess was next in line for the throne. It was only then that Ayanna began speaking again. It was slow, and far between, only when necessary. She decided to continue playing the role of handmaiden, because she had grown attached to the duchess. However, she also decided to take on the role of Warlock to protect her Queen. Now, she only serves her Gods and her Queen.


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                  theme[] Sicut Cervus and The Reprimand
                  partner[] None
                  candy[] Heterosexual
                  color[]Olive and Cadet Blue
                  Stellaluna Skywind []