Welcome to the Logs of Penelope Zandrasus, owned by Princess Fief. This is a private journal, please do not post without permission.
Info
Name: Penelope Zandrasus
Owner: Princess Fief
Stage: Ship's Boy
Crew Position: Rigging Rat
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Description:
Penelope Zandrasus grew up in a Greek country north of Divvytown. Her father worked as a slave to the king of the country, so she and her family lived in a shack behind the palace. Her mother was a kitchen maid, and her father was a personal dresser, so Penelope never saw much of either parent. When Pene reached the age of seven, her mother concieved twins. Because there was no one around to help, Penelope had to birth the two infants. The Gods were on her side, however, and her mother had a succesful birth. The young girl was stuck with caring for her mother and the twins at an early age, so she was often the subject of servant gossip. They found this situation distasteful, and saw to it that Penelope and her family were not seen with them in public or at servant gatherings.
This devastated the family, and they were desperate to restore honor. There was only one way...
When Penelope had reached the age of thirteen, her parents had decided that they'd lived long enough in turmoil. Everyone knew that the king was looking for a wife and bed-mate. He wanted to have children, yet knew very few women- all of which were married. The poor girl took over the job of her father, by force no less, and had to reluctantly dress and undress the king every night. Penelope was now thirteen, and was thus considered aq woman. Her monthly coarses had begun already, and she already had a figure. She was quite a pretty girl, and the king began to fall for her with every growing minute.
One night, as she was preparing his bath, he stole her into his bedroom and made her his own. Shrieks of terror could be heard thoughout the halls. And though everyone knew of poor Penelope's fate, they did not help. The next morning, the king declared that he had planted his seed in Penelope, and though she would never be a queen because of her ranking as a servant, she would have to bear him a child. Penelope became very depressed, and longed for the freedom of her own bed. The king refused her as a wife, and yet lusted for her as a bed-mate.
After nine months had passed and the baby boy was born, Penelope ran away. She was now fourteen and has still maintained her lean figure. Though she longed to raise her baby, she knew she could not stay with the horrid king. So she ran and ran, hating her family and everyone in the city she lived in. They'd seen her suffer, and yet the helped not. This created a burning hatred inside of her, and she saw to it that they would never see her again.
After a three day journey, Penelope Zandrasus arrived in Divvytown, where she lived for seven years. She was now twenty one. During those seven years, she was trained how to fend for herself, and how to use a sword. She practiced and practiced and finally got the hang of it. The only thing left for her was to find a decent profession. Every job turned her away because she'd never done anything except fight with a sword and nurse children. So she turned to piracy, figuring that she could at least use one of her talents for a good use.
