Monday, February 18, 2013

Rashima's Character Background (673 words = 200 xp + 75 “floating” xp = 275 xp total)


Me: Hello, because I'm best at dialog format, that is what I'll be using here. This may change later but it should help me “see” my character. So, Rashima, say hello!

Rashima: Hello there, everyone.

Me: Now that we have that out of the way, why don't you tell us about your past?

Rashima: Of course. I am Rashima, born of the Starlit Tribe. I was fated to be the next leader of the tribe as I had the mark of an oracle.

Me: Because I like to over explain things; the, “mark of an oracle” is basically being albino. Usually the leader is a normal kitsune, and it's whomever takes up the role and can get the others to fallow. It's rare but when albinos pops up, well, albino kitsune are pretty pampered in the Starlit Tribe.

Rashima: I was not pampered per say, I was trained to use my gift to it's fullest. While it is true I was not trained as much in hunting; I was often learning how to read the stars and how to invoke what was fated. Life... was exasperating at times. I was young but many of the tribe already looked to me for guidance. My teacher, the leader at the time, was not fated as I. He often told me to be patient; that my skills would naturally come as I grew. However, I was under the strong belief I did not have time to wait. I... what I read was not the stars that night. I read too far... I spoke too much. I am not sure what it was I had said, some... creature was controlling me, only long enough to call upon those... monsters.

Me: ...Hey, you okay?

Rashima: ...Yes. I am fine. I had gotten what I was hunting that night. My powers had developed and I had grown a second tail. I had learned how to read the fates through the stars. But at the cost of my tribe. Those creatures slaughtered the Starlit Tribe. I believe I was the one to send them back but it was hard for me to tell at the time. They had left. I... I was lost.

Me: Yeah, after that she basically wandered around until she fainted from exhaustion. Or possibly dehydration. Still, she was half-dead when Haleen found her.

Rashima: Hm, I suppose so... I certainly did not feel well when I regained consciousness. I awoke in Haleen's care. Only she knows of my true form. Haleen helped me learn how to work as a city dweller and how to fit in (as much as one marked as I could). She encouraged me not to simply give up on my practices as an oracle. It is because of her I am here now, as fate has shown. I was... concerned when she started to act strangely. She has a very confidant, cheerful disposition; as well as strong-willed and perhaps hot-tempered at times. It was disconcerting when her attitude shifted, she became sullen and seemed rather troubled. I... did not believe she had ever kept secrets from me... I chose not to pry into the matter. Perhaps this was my second mistake.
One night she had simply vanished. She left a note but... the words were wrong. It... The words written were not constructed in a way she would honestly use. It was her handwriting but those could not have been her words. I am unsure as to what had caused her to leave, but it was not of her own freewill. I have only recently found a hint as to her whereabouts. While reading what I could in the stars I saw Haleen. She... She is in a place called kel-Maraneh. I may not know why but I am sure that she is there, or at least was recently.
This is why I have joined Garavel's group. It... I had to pull a few... strings to convince them. But I must find Haleen.

...Even if I must work with monsters.

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