Beauty
03-25-06, 08:35 PM
Name: none
Age: 20
Gender: female
Height: 5'
Weight: 100lbs
Eye color: chocolate brown
Hair color: brown
Race: unknown
Occupation: slave
Appearance: Slave (as her master calls her) has long, brown hair that reaches to her knees and large, innocent looking, chocolate brown eyes. She has a small frame akin to that of an elf, though no one is sure if she carries elven blood in her veins or not. Her clothing is very simple, a tan dress that is barely long enough to cover all that it needs to and is ripped downward at the neckline to make room for her breasts since her master did not see fit to give her new clothes as she grew out of this dress. Her feet are usually bare, but when she goes out and about with her master, he provides her with a pair of worn sandals that lace crisscross up her leg and tie off just below the knee.
Weapons: none
Skills: accelerated healing: any wounds she receives heal 2 - 3 days sooner than the average human. I.e.: a cut that takes a normal human 7 days to heal, will take her 4-5 days to heal.
History: Slave was never given a name. The day she was completely weaned off her mother’s milk, she was put into a group of about 20 other girls. These were all kept together until they reached the age of 10. At that age, the man who ran the slave breeding farm, would take them to the nearest slave market to be sold. None of them were given names either from their mothers or from the people who took care of them. They were called anything from “Girl” to “Wench”.
On the day that she was to be sold, Slave stood on the block, somewhat nervous. She had never seen so many people before and did not understand why they were all looking at her. She did not understand when a brownish bag exchanged hands between an older gentleman and the Slavemaster. It was not until a boy of about 15 started leading her off that she understood. She had been sold and now she was to go with these people and do whatever they told her to do.
Life went on and Slave grew. Eventually, she had to tear open the front of her dress to make room for the breasts that were beginning to form. Her dress was also now much shorter than it had been before. She didn’t dare ask her master for a new dress. She was not the only slave this family owned and she had seen what happened if you upset a member of the family: you got beaten. So she made due with what she had and did not say anything to her master.
When she was about 14 years old and her master about 19, he noticed that she was beginning to become a woman and allowed lust to take over. She learned many things about the human body and the regions that her dress and his pants covered on their own bodies. Since then, it has become almost a regular thing unless the Master has a willing lady-friend.
Now, she must follow him wherever he goes. She does not complain about her lot in life having never known another. The ideals of freedom and being her own master are strange and foreign to her as is the markings we call letters and numbers. Her master does not think that slaves need to know how to read and write and so did not waste the time in teaching her such skills. One day perhaps someone will free her from Lord Carth, but she does not ever think about the possibility, afraid that if she ever did let someone “rescue” her, that the master would think she had run away and then the beatings would commence, she had seen slaves beaten for running away and was determined that she would never do so.
NPC Owner:
Name: Lord Gregory Carth
Age: 25
Gender: male
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 165lbs
Eye color: blue
Hair color: black
Race: Human
Occupation: lord
Appearance: he has a slight muscular build that is well toned. His black hair is kept short, but is thick and a tiny bit wavy. His eyes are a dazzling crystal blue but never seem to smile even when he is laughing or smiling at someone. He wears a pair of snug black breeches and an ivory colored silk shirt. When going out and about, he wears a vest of either red, blue, or black with silver trim over his shirt and matching waistcoat over that. On his feet he wears boots of the finest leather money can buy and come up to just below his kneecap. He holds himself with the air of someone who thinks very highly of himself and that anyone that is not at the very least his social equal is not worth talking to.
Weapons: Elven made rapier. The blade is made of steel and the hilt has a basket-style guard made of steel as well, but painted to appear to be made of gold. He also carries a dagger in his vest pocket as a last resort weapon.
Skills: Carth has only one skill really to speak of and that is his swordfighting. He has been trained in the use of a rapier since the age of 6 or 7 and is by now quite nearly an expert with it. Since he practices with it so very often (almost exclusively) he is clumsy and akward with all other sword styles. He can still use them, but he may as well not even bother to pick them he will be so clumsy with them.
History: Gregory was raised in Salvar, the only child of his parents. While growing up, his parents gave him anything and everything he asked of them. On his 15th birthday, they decided to allow him to pick out his first personal slave and took him to the slave market.
There they found a young girl, on the selling block for the first time. She was about 10 years old and was a pretty little thing with brown hair and brown eyes. Gregory told his parents that he wanted this particular slave and so he had her by the end of the day. Ever since that day, his slave is rarely very far away from him since he often calls on her to do even the most menial of tasks that he is simply feeling to lazy to do himself at the time.
Now that he is an adult, Gregory has not changed much in the ways he uses his slave with the exception of adding one more thing. Aside from keeping his room tidy and other such menial day to day tasks, he also uses her for his personal pleasure when no other female is available to satisfy his lust. Slave, as he calls her, does not object as she has been taught from the beginning that a slave must do what his or her master decrees.
Carth is not an overly cruel master, though he sometimes gives in to a cruel streak. He is by nature a very greedy person and protects his belongings with the utmost care. He does not beat or punish her in any way unless she deserves it, unlike some of his friends who beat their slaves for the sake of beating someone. He uses chains to hold her very seldomly and only when he fears someone might steal her.
He wanders the world in search of pretty girls to lure to his room and to seek adventure to keep his boring life from being so boring.
Age: 20
Gender: female
Height: 5'
Weight: 100lbs
Eye color: chocolate brown
Hair color: brown
Race: unknown
Occupation: slave
Appearance: Slave (as her master calls her) has long, brown hair that reaches to her knees and large, innocent looking, chocolate brown eyes. She has a small frame akin to that of an elf, though no one is sure if she carries elven blood in her veins or not. Her clothing is very simple, a tan dress that is barely long enough to cover all that it needs to and is ripped downward at the neckline to make room for her breasts since her master did not see fit to give her new clothes as she grew out of this dress. Her feet are usually bare, but when she goes out and about with her master, he provides her with a pair of worn sandals that lace crisscross up her leg and tie off just below the knee.
Weapons: none
Skills: accelerated healing: any wounds she receives heal 2 - 3 days sooner than the average human. I.e.: a cut that takes a normal human 7 days to heal, will take her 4-5 days to heal.
History: Slave was never given a name. The day she was completely weaned off her mother’s milk, she was put into a group of about 20 other girls. These were all kept together until they reached the age of 10. At that age, the man who ran the slave breeding farm, would take them to the nearest slave market to be sold. None of them were given names either from their mothers or from the people who took care of them. They were called anything from “Girl” to “Wench”.
On the day that she was to be sold, Slave stood on the block, somewhat nervous. She had never seen so many people before and did not understand why they were all looking at her. She did not understand when a brownish bag exchanged hands between an older gentleman and the Slavemaster. It was not until a boy of about 15 started leading her off that she understood. She had been sold and now she was to go with these people and do whatever they told her to do.
Life went on and Slave grew. Eventually, she had to tear open the front of her dress to make room for the breasts that were beginning to form. Her dress was also now much shorter than it had been before. She didn’t dare ask her master for a new dress. She was not the only slave this family owned and she had seen what happened if you upset a member of the family: you got beaten. So she made due with what she had and did not say anything to her master.
When she was about 14 years old and her master about 19, he noticed that she was beginning to become a woman and allowed lust to take over. She learned many things about the human body and the regions that her dress and his pants covered on their own bodies. Since then, it has become almost a regular thing unless the Master has a willing lady-friend.
Now, she must follow him wherever he goes. She does not complain about her lot in life having never known another. The ideals of freedom and being her own master are strange and foreign to her as is the markings we call letters and numbers. Her master does not think that slaves need to know how to read and write and so did not waste the time in teaching her such skills. One day perhaps someone will free her from Lord Carth, but she does not ever think about the possibility, afraid that if she ever did let someone “rescue” her, that the master would think she had run away and then the beatings would commence, she had seen slaves beaten for running away and was determined that she would never do so.
NPC Owner:
Name: Lord Gregory Carth
Age: 25
Gender: male
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 165lbs
Eye color: blue
Hair color: black
Race: Human
Occupation: lord
Appearance: he has a slight muscular build that is well toned. His black hair is kept short, but is thick and a tiny bit wavy. His eyes are a dazzling crystal blue but never seem to smile even when he is laughing or smiling at someone. He wears a pair of snug black breeches and an ivory colored silk shirt. When going out and about, he wears a vest of either red, blue, or black with silver trim over his shirt and matching waistcoat over that. On his feet he wears boots of the finest leather money can buy and come up to just below his kneecap. He holds himself with the air of someone who thinks very highly of himself and that anyone that is not at the very least his social equal is not worth talking to.
Weapons: Elven made rapier. The blade is made of steel and the hilt has a basket-style guard made of steel as well, but painted to appear to be made of gold. He also carries a dagger in his vest pocket as a last resort weapon.
Skills: Carth has only one skill really to speak of and that is his swordfighting. He has been trained in the use of a rapier since the age of 6 or 7 and is by now quite nearly an expert with it. Since he practices with it so very often (almost exclusively) he is clumsy and akward with all other sword styles. He can still use them, but he may as well not even bother to pick them he will be so clumsy with them.
History: Gregory was raised in Salvar, the only child of his parents. While growing up, his parents gave him anything and everything he asked of them. On his 15th birthday, they decided to allow him to pick out his first personal slave and took him to the slave market.
There they found a young girl, on the selling block for the first time. She was about 10 years old and was a pretty little thing with brown hair and brown eyes. Gregory told his parents that he wanted this particular slave and so he had her by the end of the day. Ever since that day, his slave is rarely very far away from him since he often calls on her to do even the most menial of tasks that he is simply feeling to lazy to do himself at the time.
Now that he is an adult, Gregory has not changed much in the ways he uses his slave with the exception of adding one more thing. Aside from keeping his room tidy and other such menial day to day tasks, he also uses her for his personal pleasure when no other female is available to satisfy his lust. Slave, as he calls her, does not object as she has been taught from the beginning that a slave must do what his or her master decrees.
Carth is not an overly cruel master, though he sometimes gives in to a cruel streak. He is by nature a very greedy person and protects his belongings with the utmost care. He does not beat or punish her in any way unless she deserves it, unlike some of his friends who beat their slaves for the sake of beating someone. He uses chains to hold her very seldomly and only when he fears someone might steal her.
He wanders the world in search of pretty girls to lure to his room and to seek adventure to keep his boring life from being so boring.