Saskya

[Saskya]

Saskya "Kya" Saskya's Theme: Appearance Race: Kelvic [Black Wolf] Gender: Female Age: 4 (5 on the 18th Day of this Winter) (Appears 19 in Human Form) Birthday: 18th Day, Season of Winter, 510 AV. Birthplace: Somewhere near Mithryn Outpost and the Outskirts of Syliras Appearance: Saskya's hair is naturally straightened and long,nearly reaching to the middle of her back, with a very dark black tint to it. Her appearance is to most seems very different in contrast. Her bare, pale blue eyes always seem to look with either intrigue,question or disgust. Her eyebrows are consistently thin like her hair. Her build is somewhat small and petite, as she only ways 110 pounds and stands tall at 5'5, making it inherently easier to take "flight" in dangerous situations or ones she cannot win. Her facial structure makes her look hardy, and fiercely independent. While her looks may deceive others about her attitude, she is a adventurous, curious and shy girl. Her neck is slightly shorter and stronger than seen in most of her kind, and her pale skin is soft to the touch, making it her favorite part about herself. Her left hand,which is her writing hand,when shes in her human form, has a very large scar spanning across it,due to being whipped by her old owners who used her as their slave. In her animalistic form, Saskya's body length, being a wolf, is essentially three and a half feet and slightly heavier than her human counterpart, she stands to about knee height in averagely sized humans, her snout is broader than some of the commonly seen wolves by Humans and other races alike, her ears are very short in length, her tail is soft and medium-sized and her legs are long giving her the ability,while in her animal form to run at high speeds, which is especially useful for when she hunts. Notably, her teeth carry a heavy blow and are quite large and her endurance is unmatched when shes in pursuit of prey. Character Concept Personality: Saskya is a very shy person, keeping to her self most of the time or to the people that she has come to know and even possibly love, her parents had raised her to be wild as she was, although this did not meant that she was a rowdy and disrespectful child, she respected her parents and did as she was told, although rebellion in her ignorance was not uncommon, it is still a trait she carries on today, making her slightly more cautious and aggressive around people unknown to her. She can bear being around a group of people, as she is outgoing but, if given the choice she'd rather spend her time alone or with the people very close to her. She was taught by her parents to not be too trustful of people,as they could wear a thousand faces and they could betray at any moment. Saskya is devoted to the Goddess Caiyha and her daughter Bala, she follows it because it was all she ever knew in life. She would often travel a sizable distance during her youth,always returning. She loved to explore the simpler things in her life and the world around it, appreciating all forms of life that the Goddess of Nature had brought into the wilds that surrounded her home, when she was not being taught how to either fend for herself in a fight,hunt or track animals. She did not enjoy killing these animals and prayed to Goddess Caiyha for forgiveness every night,but she had to survive. Ethics: Saskya's loyalty and compassion for others is unmatched when it comes down to loyalty. She does not like to see others in pain, nor does she wish it upon them, as she knows what it's like and has probably been through more than she could ever imagine anyone going through. She, however, will seek revenge if one of her own (by her definition) is harmed in any way shape or form. She prefers diplomatic options rather than violent ones,in contrast to her natural aggressiveness. She judges most harshly by their actions and will take a clear stance against forces of evil, or what she considers to be inherently evil in nature. Likes: Saskya loves to travel far and wide and it is her hope that she one day can travel all around. She loves the feeling of exploration,especially exploration in the wilds,because she feels at home just about anywhere in the wild. She loves to do things that give her a feeling of adrenaline. Whether it be exploring a dangerous cave, or just enjoying outdoor activities, She loves it especially when she does these things with her bond-mate, Caden Dislikes: Vandalism. Saskya is appalled at the type of people who do this,especially out in the wild, which is an interim home for her most times. She despises anything that is done to harm nature itself and generally she will continue to despise the people,even after they had reconciled themselves with nature until the person shows her than she can trust them again. Character History Life with the family: Born just outside of Mithryn Outpost, deep in the wilds, Saskya grew up being raised by her mother and father, as they worked very basic jobs, Her father was a hunter and her mother a local healer for the Mithryn outpost. Her father would often be out on long hunting trips, alone, against the advisory of her mother. While her mother,a Kelvic like her, made trips into the outpost, she usually followed her mother, studying the way of Medicine. Being generally intrigued,she also wandered out to play with the children that roamed the streets of Mithryn Outpost and thought to be just another human girl. Her father started taking her hunting on his long hunting trips. She had naturally been very good with her father's bow, although she liked to hunt in her animal form more. She did what any child her age would do, from learning the hard way on some things to rebelling and getting in trouble for it. Saskya's second year was a difficult time for her. Her mother started being away more,eventually traveling to places that she had never heard of, most notably one being the Sea of Grass, she had started to be slammed with emotions she had never felt before and she had become more akin to her mother and more attuned to wanting to be free to roam and find her own way in nature, but her parents were restrictive of her in which she lashed out against the restrictive nature. Although she became increasing skilled in medicine, as her mother showed her some tricks of the trade. She remembers little else from then, other than she had a semi-decent time with her family,when they weren't arguing with one another, or yelling at her for something she thought was right and that she had received a cloak from her mother. Slavery: Her third year had all happened in a flash, one she vividly remembers, as three hooded men invaded her family's cottage,stealing everything that they could get their thieving hands on. Her father fought the men so hard, but failed to triumph the challenge, being killed with a heavy-handed blow with a longsword to the throat. Her mother, transforming into her animalistic form, immediately struck the killer down,but she too was ultimately killed at the hands of the now dead robber's accomplice. Saskya attempted to make a run for it but ultimately she was captured and taken away,as she watched her cottage being burned down. She screamed for hours until a gag was shoved into her mouth and she was beaten. She was in an unknown world to her,used as a protector for an unknown child and his family. She did not wish for the child,nor would she bond with it. A week after multiple beatings and slave labor, she finally had her chance to escape and took it. The immediate effects imposed on her after she had escaped from the slave master's grasp were horrifying and nightmare inducing...seeing her family murdered in cold blood before her eyes was not something she took lightly, not to mention the horrific visions and voices in her had as her mother lay in a pool of blood,screaming for help, that came with the watching of the event first-hand. Her devotion to the Goddess that she had followed was what kept her going..and the fear of being captured again. She was in her animal form, and she was bleeding form a minor wound she had adorned on her leg,from her successful escape. Although she was on the run, two men were chasing her from the camp she had just made her escape from, shouting and threatening her. She could not continue on any longer, the pain from the wound,although minor, was too much for her to bear, she didn't want to go back..she probably wasn't going back if they captured her. She looked for the closest shelter, finding a cave, she tried to hide there, and tend to her wound by licking it,but that did not happen. Instead, she realized that she had been cornered in a cave with no escape. She growled at the two slavers,slowly backing into the cave. She was trapped and she thought she might have been done for until something strange had happened. An arrow had smacked the cave wall. They were trying to shoot into the cave. She kept her head ducked down,for any more arrows. She had also heard men shouting obscenities. She approached the cave door to realize that a third figure, obviously not with the group of slavers had been fighting them. She had also taken note that one of the slavers lay dead on the ground. The third figure,however, was in trouble. It seemed as if he had no arrows left. Saskya quickly bounded for the other man and jumped on his back,taking down the rather big male compared to the third figure. She didn't know if it was survival instinct kicking in or not,but she didn't care. She went for the throat,and after some rebellion from the other man, eventually killed him. The third figure did not retrieve his arrows and instead ran off as she came up from attacking the other slaver's neck. She proceeded back into the cave, as it was late and she did not want to risk searching for some place in the dark,especially not after that. Chances were the slavers would realize that the two men had not came back and send more. She hoped not. Once she found a cozy place to sleep in the cave for the night,she spent a little while licking her wounds to stop the bleeding, and eventually fell asleep. The mysterious figure from the bloody encounter, came back the next morning, alerting Saskya from her slumber, she growled at him, but she noticed something different about the figure, he was armed with the bow and more arrows, but he instead looked at her submissively and showed his neck to her. She had calmed her growling down a tiny bit,but just enough to keep the figure from approaching her. She realized that he had set out food for her,notably a rabbit and some other various meats, he had done this time after time with food for her which she genuinely appreciated. She soon enough realized he wasn't going to cause her harm and growled and gnarled at him less and less, she realized that he probably thought she was a typical wolf and not anything but that, unless he saw her transform, which she immediately squandered away the idea. With that clear of her head she worried less of the man finding out who she was. During the time she had prayed to the Goddess, begging her to protect her wound from infection. The man had kept coming basic with the usual supply of food for a few days, which by then she stopped growling at him completely and she let him approach her, knowing full well that she could still fight him if his intentions had changed. She had been handed meat by the man,which she scarfed down,as she watched the man attempt to make a fire. Warmth was a commodity she had not felt in a while, surviving only off her own body heat for the longest time. She had looked at the human as he approached the ground,coming down to eye-level with her. She had wondered what the stuff,that had the same consistency as mud was, and she quickly found out as he applied it to her wounded area,which was kept clean by her own nursing of the wound,she clawed him on the back, although not meaning to, and whimpered in pain. She had watched him nurse his wounds before feeling the long overdue urge of sleep burden her,as the blanket lay over her fur, she had fallen fast asleep. It was often enough that in her sleep,depending on what her dreams were, she shifted to the form that they were in. When she woke up,she was in her human form, lying against the ground, with the blanket covering her and the salve still present on her skin. She looked over once she had gotten her bearings, to notice that the man had gone. She had remembered the name of the man,as he would talk to her, when he was presenting the food and repeatedly introducing himself to her. He had a very different name,and he looked like a typical human,no other discrepancies told him apart from the humans she had seen in the Mithryn Outpost all those years ago. He had returned a few days later, with more food than he had brought with him any other time before. Caden had presented himself again and she had spoken to him for the first time since their first encounter with one another, he was surprised when he first heard her speak her name. More time progressed as he came back to the same cave that held Saskya everyday. She was very forthcoming with the information that she was a runaway slave. They grew to be friends fairly quickly and within the turning of the seasons from Spring to Summer they bonded,whether it would have been destiny or the Goddess watching over her. Her bond with Caden was more than any regular bond, she loved him, and she realized her need to be around him, she had only hoped he felt the same. Language Fluent Language: Common & Wolf-Speak Skills Skill EXP Total Proficiency Hunting 10 RB, 10 SP # Novice Medicine 10 SP 10 Novice Cooking 10 SP 10 Novice Wilderness Survival: Forest 7 SP 7 Novice Foraging 7 SP 6 Novice Unarmed 6 SP 6 Novice Lores Lore of Bronzewoods Fauna Lore of Bronzewoods: Food Chains & Wilds Possessions 1 Set of Clothing -Simple Shirt -Simple Pants -Simple Undergarments -Simple Cloak or Coat -Simple Boots 1 Waterskin 1 Backpack which contains: -Comb (Wood) -Brush (Wood) -Soap -Razor -Balanced Rations (1 Week's worth) -1 eating knife -Flint & Steel 67 Gold Mizas Short-bow Short-bow Arrows (40) Archer's Arm-guard   Possesions 1 Set of Clothing -Simple Shirt -Simple Pants -Simple Undergarments -Simple Cloak or Coat -Simple Boots 1 Waterskin 1 Backpack which contains: -Comb (Wood) -Brush (Wood) -Soap -Razor -Balanced Rations (1 Week's worth) -1 eating knife -Flint & Steel 67 Gold Mizas Short-bow Short-bow Arrows (40) Archer's Arm-guard   Ledger Ledger Purchase Cost Total Starting +100 GM 100 GM Shortbow -30 GM 70 GM Shortbow Arrows (20) (x2) -2GM 68GM Archer's Armguard -1GM 67GM Toolkit, Cook/Chef -10GM 57GM Heirloom: Mother's Dark Green Cloak Housing Location: On the Outskirts of Mithryn Outpost House: 1 large tent (4 person), large tarp, 100 ft of rope, flint & steel, lantern, 2 torches, bedroll, blanket, fishing tackle & hooks, a compass, a riding horse (Avanthalian Sleigh Horse), a full set of tack, and a large set of saddlebags. 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