Luthradi
Name: Luthradi
Age: 17
Gender: Female: identity has become more genderfluid as she's gotten older, but currently will identify as female.
Prisoner: Yes
Crime: Asaulting a Dragon Watch Officer, Placed in Unstable Pop due to clear mental and chemical issues
Candidate: No
Former Craft/Rank: (Former) Apprentice Harper
Appearance:
Luthradi is slight and scrawny. If she ate more than prison rations, she might be an averagely pretty young lady. She doesn't eat nearly enough, but does take her walks diligently when she is let out for her hour of outside time, giving her a nice color to her cheeks and some muscle to offset her lack of fat.
She is, generally, average in appearance. She has sandy-toned skin, Thick, straight Black hair, tilted wide Brown eyes, a short, medium wide nose and decently full lips. Her fingers are long and delicate, and something about the angles of her face structure, how she holds herself, and her thin frame give her a sense of repressed elegance.
In the red jumpsuit, she neither looks good nor terrible, simply nondescript or average, and her hair is kept cut at a boyish length, by her request as well as to prevent any hair-related injuries.
There is nothing in her face, body, or manner to suggest that she is Unstable.
Personality:
When you look into Unstable Block and see Luthradi, you wonder: Why is this kid even here among the crazies?
She's fairly sedate, stays in her cell, doesn't make trouble for the guards when shes outside, and is even polite and suitably, sane-ishly grateful when baked goods are snuck in.
The only odd thing that a cursory glance would reveal is that she's older than her seventeen turns. Acts older, behaves better, THINKS better. She is quite glib to mindhealers, and a conversation with her reveals a grown up understanding of how the world works and a clever mind behind that.
She seems perfectly sane.
A deeper conversation, with her trust won, reveals the truth: She is a danger block resident without the danger. She has everything but the violence of those inmates lurking behind those passive eyes. She's clever and manipulative, and full of plots and plans, with a charisma that is more on the easing side than the commanding side.
She just isn't going to turn those into murder or assault... usually, and that alone wouldn't have her placed in the Unstable block.
In fact, she probably should not have been placed there when she arrived, though screaming her innocence out to the world while under detox didn't exactly help her case.
Except for one thing.
She is obsessed with revenge. She might not have been so obsessed when she entered Warden's Weyr after her treatments, but as she's lingered there it has grown nearly consuming. Insanity is not infectious, no, but Luthradi is impressionable and justice has not dealt her a good hand.
Behind that quiet face is a tiger, waiting for the day when it can finally destroy the one that put her in there- her own sister and the entire cartel.
It would be wrong to say that 'not a moment goes by' when she doesn't think of the series of events that put her in there. She was an apprentice harper by trade, a storyteller by specialization. She loves to write and tell stories and even sketch, when she can borrow the materials (and the attention) from the guards.
But she thinks of her sister's betrayal often and of the crime she witnessed. She won't ever forget it. Even though she has stopped protesting her innocence in the crime she was accused of- assaulting a dragon watch officer while under the influence- she knows that, in the future, she will be guilty of far worse, as she will not let this injustice slide.
She's been in Warden's too long and is full of too much simmering, solitary-seasoned righteous wrath to conceive of any other less dark and criminal solution.
Still, that rage is against a particular person and organization. To all others, she is fairly placid and reserved. She is social, but she has, as many do, moments when she desires solitude.
Her favorite activities are reading, taking short walks while outside, and telling stories.
She has a deep respect for mindhealers, and is extremely cooperative with them even though they have ensured that she remain in unstable at least for the time being. She may be diabolical and full of tricks and turns, but their eyes are too keen and she has no desire to hide her burning, obsessive, desire for revenge from them.
She's scared of it herself. She knows she will do wrong and will probably end up back in Wardens with a REAL murder rap or worse, not some debatably false assault charge that wasn't her fault if she did do it. She is confused, ultimately, and- though she doesn't go so far as to reveal her plans- the question on her lips is: It feels like it will be the right thing to do, and it is just, but is it right because it is just?
She has held that question back for now, but is looking for someone to answer it for her.
In sum: Luthradi is a brave young adult with a creative mind and a bruised moral compass confused by her desire for revenge.
Good:
Dedicated
Clever
Peaceful/Calm
Mature
Bad:
Obsessive
Anger Issues/vengeful
Manipulative
Diabolical
Neutral:
Optimistic
Creative
Highly Private (yet)
Highly Social
History: (At least two paragraphs, please consult the timeline when writing)
Luthradi never thought she would ever be in the sort of trouble she ended up being in.
Her life was, as far as she knew, normal. Family seemed all right: Her father, Rannod was a healer and her mother, Luthas, was a... Well, Luthradi wasn't ever sure, but never thought to ask beyond the first few queries. Why should she? Life was good in Ista Hold, Money wasn't in short supply, her family was happy, her parents loved her, and she and her fraternal twin, Linthrade, were close friends.
They both knew that their talents lay in separate things, and Luthradi left to study as a harper (12).
She wasn't sure what her sister was interested in, but didn't bother to find out, so intrigued was she by stories and, ironically, by investigative sorts of stories.
She returned home (15) to participate in a gather and her own birthday, which happened to occur at overlapping times- how could she not go home for that?
Things started off great. Her family was happy to have her back, The food was good, the party was good.
But, like many people, she needed a break from the action. She took a walk, like she often did, with the sounds of the gather still echoing in the night air.
Thats when she heard it- an argument. She was intrigued, being nosy, and slipped closer.
Two men argued. She wasn't sure what it was so she edged closer until she could see them by the light of the glows.
A smaller man was pleading with a big man.
Claiming he didn't have the money, honest, and he was out of dust and his last customer was going to get the marks, honest.
The big man wasn't buying it, and remarked, with a predatory growl, that he didn't need streetrat sellers who were taken in by addled dusters.
Luthradi watched in shock as the bigger man stabbed the smaller man and stomped on him until the barely audible screams died away.
She ran, calling for the watch, only to be stopped by the big man.
Up close, he was huge... and familiar.
He was Uncle Ranris. He had taught her how to make a kite. He had told her excellent stories of beastcraft and tannercraft.
Why was he here, killing?
"Oh shards." He said, "It's little Luth." She squirmed against his grip,
"Knew this would happen someday. Lets get you home"
Kicking and squirming she was returned home and dumped on the floor.
Surrounded by her family and insisting that Uncle Ranris was a murderer and she needed to tell the watch, her voice was stilled by the sad, yet hard looks in the eyes around her.
"Luthradi, We have something to tell you." said her sister, kneeling down beside her.
The truth came out. All the money and good living Luthradi had taken for granted came from Crackdust and other drug sales, as well as other forms of organized crime.
It was the family business, and it had been kept from Her and Linthrade... and Lin had found out about a year before Luthradi had decided to become an apprentice harper.
Luthas ran it, and Linthrade was to be her successor. Luthradi... was supposed to never know.
But that was unrealistic, and they knew that now.
"Luthradi, you can't go to the watch. We're family. We love you. Don't make us take measures."
Luthradi agreed not to go to the watch.
She lied.
Later that evening, she snuck out, using all of her wiles to slip away unseen and to find a dragon watchman to tell her story to.
She forgot she was dealing with family.
Though they had hoped she wouldnt talk, they knew that she would, and it was with a heavy collective heart that they had her tailed.
She was intercepted, an arm holding her back. She struggled, bit, fought, and broke free, running to where she knew the guards patrolled. She called for them, but as they approached, her world went... strange.
She hadn't noticed the p***k of a needle, hadn't felt the drugs enter her system before the thug released her. All she knew was that suddenly her world was confusing and scary. She thought she was begging and pleading with a dragon watchman who was suddenly some sort of stone momument. She thought he didn't listen, so she said it louder. He grabbed at her and she flailed at him.
This is all she can remember of the fogged and blurred event that had her sent off to wardens and accused of assaulting a dragon watchman.
Detox was hell. Everything hurt, things she didn't know could hurt hurt. She screamed and cried and weeped, proclaiming her innocence of any crime.
Didn't help her at all. Even after the drugs had left her system, her pseudo-violent fits of frustration continued (whether they were actually there, caused by drugs slipped into her system by bribed agents, or misdiagnosed by other bribed agents is unclear/up to GM), and she was placed in unstable pop.
The frequency of her fits decreased when she was moved, and she ceased having the fits altogether after an unpleasant stint in the white room.
(16, 17) (Current)
After that incident she spent her time in the unstable block as peacefully as possible, trying not to get too much attention or cause trouble.
What she really, really, wants to do is get out of Unstable Population and be in a position to plan her eventual revenge. It's been a nasty two years, and she isn't going to forget this. Not at all.
Other stuff:
~ Her family's Cartel is bribing guards at Wardens to make sure she's 'comfortable' (amenities, books, art supplies, the occasional cookie, the harsh dealing-with of bullies), and have also planted evidence to make her seem 'unstable' so that she will be discredited and so that they dont have to silence her. They may also be bribing mindhealers to keep her there.
Whether she knows this or not is debatable.
The irony is that she is becoming... destabilized.
~Speaking of, I've left some interesting plot hooks with Linthrade and the cartel. If theres a chance in the future, I'd like to at least have Linthrade NPCed.
~ I adore her and she needs so much RP... I'll just have to find a way.
~ Also looking for connections for her.
