Name:Aisha Demir
Age:19
Gender:Female
Class:Slave
Appearance:Her left eye is yelow-gold, her right is sky blue. She has hip-length dark red hair, and her skin is slightly tanned. She stands at about 5 feet, 4 inches tall and has a slight but muscular build. She often wears her hair in a messy pony tail to keep it out of her face as she works, and her clothing is made up of whatever rags her master decided to give her, usually a dirt-bown in color.
Personality:The world is a cruel place, but that doesn't mean we cant be happy, that we can't give everything our all. Aisha has a 'glass half full' outlook on her life, she sees the bad in her own life and sees how much worse others have it, deciding to live as happily as she can, to savor each breath she takes. She smiles to spite her master for his cruelty, and smiles even when she is punished for it. They can take our bodies, they can take our lives, but they cannot crush our sprit so long as we do not let them.
Backstory:Aisha never knew her mother, she was taken away from her before she was old enough to remember. She grew up in the service of a past warrior, one who had succeded in bringing back a mechanisim from a tower, and learned from the other slaves there that her survival depended on her own will. She stayed under the radar mostly, until she got old enough to be considered pretty. Then there was no hiding.
She was sold to a noble family, and there she barely survived day to day, narrowly escaping from the men who stalked her like predators around the house, and taking constant punishment for things that she had not done, taking the blame for these things from the younger slaves, to try and grant them some form of protection in this harsh world.
One night, she heard a commotion, and when she went to investigate found a few of her fellow slaves planning an escape. They let her in on the plan, and withing a few days carried it out. Unfortunately, most of them were caught almost immediately, and Aisha just kept running, unable to risk stopping for even a moment.
When she got to the place they had planned to go, she found that it was a guard-house, and thinking quickly decided to sign up for whatever expedition could get her out of the city fastest. She lied, saying that her master had sent her to help the warriors in their quest. She only hoped that she could get somewhere safe outside of the city and live the rest of her life in peace.
Skills and Divine Abilities:Knowledge of flora and faunaWhile she may not be good at fighting, she does have enough know-how to survive in the wild, so long as no beast kills her. She knows what is poison, what is harmless, and what flowers will knock a full grown man on his back with just one whiff of pollen.
AnamaleseOne item she can call her own is a simple necklace, a leather cord tied around a seemingly worthless stone. She knows it used to belong to her mother, and when she wears it she feels a connection to any form of animal life around her, even being able to "speak" to them.
Memory and Pattern RecognitionShe has an extremely good memory. Never forgets a face, a tune, a name, or a pattern. (patterns in the way people act and their habits, and patterns that have to do with puzzles)
Survival InstinctShe's good at getting out of bad situations quickly.
Equipment:Nothing but the clothes she wears, a knife and light leather armor given to her by the guards when she signed up for this, and her necklace.
Member
Remram,
MrSkimobile,
LustForDecay,
Days,
shylarah,
Mae,
Foster,
The Eight,
Pandolin,
Ti
