Valstraus
Sorceress of House Marr
NAME: VALSTRAUS
FACTION: The House of Marr
RANK: Sorceress
SPECIES: Winged Pantoran
AGE: 125++ (looks 30s)
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 180cm
EYES: Silver like swirling mercury
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Blue
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
APPEARANCE:
Describe your character's physical appearance. While your avatar should represent your character's appearance, there might be some things not apparent in it for use in role-playing. Height, weight, eye color, hair color, and skin color may also be listed here.
BIOGRAPHY:
Valstraus is many things. To the family that had enslaved her more than a century ago, she has served as a sorceress, blacksmith, alchemist, nanny, witch doctor, engineer, archivist, midwife and has gone so far as to become a trusted confidant of the Marrs.
As powerful as she is, she cannot escape her enslaver, no matter how deep in his grave he may lay, his ties of blood would always be the chain around her neck unbreakable. Back then, a young winged sorceress prodigy of her panthoran clan had caught the glance of the foreign Crown Prince of House Marr, Vincere. And so a betrothal was arranged - for gems, gold and other items of value, her family and clan would give her up entirely, in exchange she would live a life of luxury as a Princess Consort of House Marr.
A promise... as false as a lie.
Like cattle, she had been sold. It was not in front of a priest that they had said their vows but a sith sorceress. So incredibly naive, for her vision was entirely clouded in infatuation to see the lies and deceit behind those vows. It was not a wife she became that day, but rather, a slave of House Marr and the concubine of its crown prince.
At only 16, she was collared and her once majestic wings broken to prevent her escape. The collar cursed to enslave her through his lineage - subjugated by the blood of Vincere Marr. It was only the men of his descent. To stray so far from one would mean the rapid decline of her health under the curse of the collar. Into a deathlike coma she would fall into, to be awaken only by the blood of her prince. What ever they ask of should she refuse, the collar inflicted pain till she would be compelled to heed.
Although still enslaved by the curse, she has found contentment and her place within the family. The sorceress has gained many skills throughout the centuries. Be it armoring and forging weapons for the children she has raised or aiding the health of the family. There is a genuine love for her work of care, creation and design. The 125 years old, Valstraus has outlived generations of Marrs, the members of the family - the children she nannied and whose births she facilitated - respects her highly.
FACTION: The House of Marr
RANK: Sorceress
SPECIES: Winged Pantoran
AGE: 125++ (looks 30s)
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 180cm
EYES: Silver like swirling mercury
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Blue
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
APPEARANCE:
Describe your character's physical appearance. While your avatar should represent your character's appearance, there might be some things not apparent in it for use in role-playing. Height, weight, eye color, hair color, and skin color may also be listed here.
BIOGRAPHY:
Valstraus is many things. To the family that had enslaved her more than a century ago, she has served as a sorceress, blacksmith, alchemist, nanny, witch doctor, engineer, archivist, midwife and has gone so far as to become a trusted confidant of the Marrs.
As powerful as she is, she cannot escape her enslaver, no matter how deep in his grave he may lay, his ties of blood would always be the chain around her neck unbreakable. Back then, a young winged sorceress prodigy of her panthoran clan had caught the glance of the foreign Crown Prince of House Marr, Vincere. And so a betrothal was arranged - for gems, gold and other items of value, her family and clan would give her up entirely, in exchange she would live a life of luxury as a Princess Consort of House Marr.
A promise... as false as a lie.
Like cattle, she had been sold. It was not in front of a priest that they had said their vows but a sith sorceress. So incredibly naive, for her vision was entirely clouded in infatuation to see the lies and deceit behind those vows. It was not a wife she became that day, but rather, a slave of House Marr and the concubine of its crown prince.
At only 16, she was collared and her once majestic wings broken to prevent her escape. The collar cursed to enslave her through his lineage - subjugated by the blood of Vincere Marr. It was only the men of his descent. To stray so far from one would mean the rapid decline of her health under the curse of the collar. Into a deathlike coma she would fall into, to be awaken only by the blood of her prince. What ever they ask of should she refuse, the collar inflicted pain till she would be compelled to heed.
Although still enslaved by the curse, she has found contentment and her place within the family. The sorceress has gained many skills throughout the centuries. Be it armoring and forging weapons for the children she has raised or aiding the health of the family. There is a genuine love for her work of care, creation and design. The 125 years old, Valstraus has outlived generations of Marrs, the members of the family - the children she nannied and whose births she facilitated - respects her highly.
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