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CloseEnough You live by the creed, you die by the creed.

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Name:Dolina
Age:15
Gender:Female
Appearance:


Anima: Northern Ghost Bat


Marking:
On her wrist

Abilities: Far more energetic at night. Amazing hearing, if she tries enough sometimes she can startle and cause slight confusion when screeching.

Personality: A quiet little thing due to the fact that her voice squeaks on some words. Embarrassed easily her talents shines through when shes scouting. A mischievous little shit when shes in the company of those she trusts.

History: Dolina was raised to be turned into an Anima. Thrown into a pit with a grab bag of beasts the group she belonged to would wait till she no longer screamed to retrieve her mangled form. Because of this shes covered in scars that she covers up. The reason behind this? Breed Anima to be later on sold as slaves.
Yet Dolina was lucky, she was found to have become a bat. What good was a bat? They were not considered beautiful, the pleasure houses would not have her, the coliseum would not take her tiny shape. She was not good for hard labor, she was too beaten to be used for pleasure yet her doll like appearance made her ill-suited for being a maid in someone's home.
Yet that is what made her lucky. She was about to be sold of parts when a hunting party wanted her. Claiming that a companion that could find a kill in the dark would be just what they needed. Far better trained than a hound as well. And so, worth only a few silver coins Dolina was taken to the hunting guild.
Life was not easy there at first. The hunters would not have her eat for free and so she had to learn and learn fast. She had to run farther than her little lungs ever taken, she had to strike the training posts till her hands were broken twinges. Her tears had to be shed in silence and she learned to live in the cold for months on end on a hunt. Starving, shivering and alone.

Yet after a few years, tiny 10 year old Dolina found a break. A hunter came to the guild as an Anima himself. A tank of a man with a bald Eagle Anima named Jath. Finding out how the guild treated the girl like a common hunting hound he was quick to gain a soft spot for her. Sharing food and bringing her inside when it was cold to eventually just having her stay in his room with him. The guild laughing at the big softy he simply said he reminded her of his little sister, something Dolina found that he was lying about.
At age 15 and not complaining about the tough love given to her. Dolina is now seen as a member of the guild thanks to Jath. A fate that she would gladly take over what she has seen become of her fellow specially made slaves.
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