Lale

[Lale]

Lale Appearance Race: Human Gender: female Age: 19 Height 6'6 (198 Cm) Birthday: Winter 11 496 Av Birthplace: Kenash Appearance: The first noticeable trait about Lale is her stature, Standing six feet and six inches tall she shares stands above many of her peers, that said her body is well formed not being to thin or gangly for her size, years of field work having filled out and toned her frame. Her skin tanned to a nice brown coffee color. Her long wavy hair reaching down to the middle of her back is a darker brown with occasional sun touched streaks of copper. Lale's eyes are an unassuming hazel beneath a pair of angled eyebrows that have a tendency to express whatever is on her mind. On Lale's left cheek lies the mark of the Sitai, a Red rose with a harsh black Circle tattooed on her cheek, the symbol that marks her as a slave to the Sitai. Character Concept Born into slavery Lale was raised on the Sitai plantation by her mother who was enslaved by the Sitai, as for Lale's father, he could easily have been a member of the family as he could have been another slave. Growing up though Lale's evident size and boundless energy marked her as one of the better field workers the Sitai possessed warranting her some modicum of better treatment, for a slave of the Sitai the was. Meandering between apathy and frustration Lale views her slavery as a survivable inconvenience that will eventually get better or end. Not one to usually be the aggressor Lale views her fellow slaves as family and tries to look after them as best she can even in the rough conditions they all share. Character History When Lale was born their was no question that the child would be a slave to the Sitai and Lale was raised thusly never taught reading writing or arithmetic Lale's knowledge all lies in the realm of her career as a plantation worker. Such as when to harvest tobacco and how to cure it, or how to not be eaten alive by mosquito's and other such swampland-esque pieces of knowledge that would aid someone who lives on a plantation. this isn't to say that Lale is stupid by any means merely that her lifestyle has left her inept in the more social aspects of the world. As Lale grew, and grew it became obvious that even among the males she was one of the strongest slaves on the plantation, that said this fact was often more trouble for Lale than it was an accolade, as it earned her a larger share of work and an assortment of odd tasks over the years as someone of her "stature" could easily handle them. Language Fluent Language: None Basic Language: Common Poor Language: Vani Skills Skill EXP Total Proficiency Wilderness Survival (Swamp) 10 Sp 10 Novice Medicine 15 SP 15 Novice Herbalism 15 SP 15 Novice Farming 15 RB, 10 SP 25 Novice Magic/Gnosis EXP/Marks Total Proficiency Ranuri (Hd aproved) 1 mark 1 Novice Ranuri starting gnosis story Secret : Summer 28 514 Post vaultarian Feild work, It's something that never really changes, not to say it doesn't have many aspects, it does, one sowing your seeds, then one cares for the plants, then one harvests them and begins the cycle again. This cycle was one of the more consistent things in the Life of Lale. Working in the fields on the Blood flower plantation, Lale was a slave to the Sitai family who owned the plantation. On one particular day Lale was working in the tobacco field preparing the tobacco to be harvested and cured when she heard a sudden low outburst of murmurings between the slaves, Looking up to see what the other slaves where murmuring about Lale almost immediately regretted raising her head for when she did she saw that the reason the other slaves was restless was that mounted on horseback staring down at them was one of the Sitai, Aria Sitai to be exact, one of the cruelest in the family. The expression she wore was one of contempt, like one who is staring at an unpleasant infestation of rats. Looking over the slaves the woman's eyes drifted from slave to slave until her eyes landed on Lale who unfortunately also looking at Aria. As Lale made eye contact with the woman she immediately jerked her head down and began to work at an increased pace, but the damage had already been done the cruel smile on Aria's face the evidence of this fact. Riding her horse over to the man in charge of the field and the slave working it Aria had a short argument with the man gesturing in Lale's direction the entire time. After a minute or so of this the man walked away shaking his head and Aria dismounted her horse and began to walk towards Lale. It was a slow walk but Lale already knew that she was the destination, Doing her best to be invisible Lale mentally wished the she wasn't the tallest slave in the field. Keeping her back turned to the woman as she walked towards her, Lale heard every footstep as if each one was a clap of thunder reverberating in her bones. When the footsteps finally stopped Lale knew the woman was right behind her. "You, slave turn around. Turning around Slowly Lale faced the woman. Even though Lale stood an entire head above the woman the fact that Aria was the one in control was undeniable. Looking down a the woman Lale slowly spoke "Yes ma-" Lales voice cut off by a resounding clap as Aria cuffed Lale hard across the cheek. "Did i say you could speak." Looking down Lale didn't respond, she knew that talking again would only earn her more punishment. Looking at Lale the smaller woman sneered. "Good girl" Then turning around as if she had lost interest she began to walk away, and for a moment Lale thought that the woman was done with her. That was until the woman turned around and glared at her. "Don't just stand there you lazy beast, your going to be coming with me today". Not wanting to incur any further wrath Lale followed behind the woman. Leaving the feild the woman Aria mounted her horse before again looking at Lale, "I'd love to give you a ride back to the house, after all I'd hate to make you walk that whole way, Oh wait, no I wouldn't. You better keep up". Saying that Aria set the horse off on a canter, a slow pace for the horse and an unpleasant run for Lale. All the way to the house Lale ran catching insults and jeers the entire way from Aria whenever she began to fall behind. As the run came to an end and the household of the Sitai, a great white building came into view Lale's relief at the thought of her arduous walk ending was overshadowed by fear of what would come when she reached the house. Upon reaching the house Aria dismounted the horse handing the reigns to an attending slave who before taking the horse to the stables eyed Lale with a mournful knowing expression. Following the woman up the stairs looking down all the way Lale knew that her situation was getting worse with every step she took. Following the woman into the house was a horrible experience in itself. Lale could feel the eyes of everyone she passed glaring. She was a feild slave she had no place in the house and she knew as did everyone else. Following Aria into one of the many rooms in the house. The room wasn't as grand as Lale had imagined just a bed desk chair and a vase full of flowers that grew on the estate. Sitting in the chair and turning to face Lale, Aria extended a booted foot towards Lale and held it out to her. Looking at the boot Lale waited for some explanation of what she was supposed to do. Irritated Aria's face contorted into even more of a scowl than it was before. "Are you really this stupid slave? Take off my boot, Do it now before I decide to beat you with it for being so damned innate". Moving forward Lale did as she was told removing one boot and then the next. Now holding the boots Lale looked back at the woman waiting in her next directive. Sighing Aria stared at Lale, "you really are just a slave, can't do anything until you are told to. I figured it would be harder to bully someone your size, but for all that stature and muscle you're just another mouse that works the field." Shifting her position Aria leans forward looking Lale over again as if again trying to evaluate her. "What to do with you mouse? Those boots you're holding there, rather filthy wouldn't you say? Why don't you clean them off for me?". Looking around for something to clean the boots with Lale couldn't find anything to clean them with, she had never worked in the house before she didn't know anything about cleaning or where to even get anything to clean the boots with. Lale's confusion though only seemed to bring Aria pleasure though. "Aww you don't have anything to clean my boots with? that's a real shame. Well how about this, I'll give you the honor of getting to lick my boots clean." Looking disgustedly at the boots Lale's face must have shown the disgust she felt though because Lale's reaction only seemed to further pleasure Aria. "Well, are you going to do it or am I going to have to report you for insubordinate behavior?." Swallowing what little Pride she had Lale slowly stuck out her tongue to the boot in her hands, the moment her tongue touched the boot the revulsion she felt nearly doubled the black muck of the swamp that coated the boot tasted just as bad as it smelled. Gagging Lale did her best to not wretch. Watching the entire ordeal Aria just smiled. "Make sure you clean the entire boot, and if you even think of vomiting I assure that the repercussions won't be pretty my little mouse." Steeling herself Lale licked the boot again slowly removing another stripe of the filth that coated him. Lick after shuddering lick Lale slowly cleaned the boot, and then the next, the only mercy being that at some point her tongue quit tasting anything at all. When it was finally over set the two now clean boots in front of Aria. "Allright my little mouse, you scurry on back to your hole, I'll come find you next time i need some entertainment." With that Lale was dismissed. Making her way back to the small hovel she called home Lale took cover in a small copse of trees where she began to empty what little contents her stomach held into the loamy soil that she had not so long ago been cleaning off of boots. As Lale wretched a figure approached her from behind. Looking up from he heaving Lale caught site of a pale figure standing behind her, a woman completely nude except for a mask over her face. Looking down at Lale the woman didn't say a thing only stared silently before holding a hand out in her direction. Lale seeing this woman immediately moved away, fearing that the woman was another one of the Sitai's and that she would be punished for not being in a field working. The woman continued towards Lale hand still held out right until it came to rest on Lales forehead, her cool hand taking the revulsion Lale felt and replacing it with an odd warmth. "Let your misery become your pleasure." As she said this the peculiar warmth Lale felt suddenly focused on the inside of her left thigh as an intense pleasant heat. Looking down at her thigh Lale saw what looked like Crimson chains appearing on her skin, Glancing back up to find the woman doing this Lale was met with Silence, she was alone again, the only evidence of the woman ever having been there being the Scarlet chains on the inside of her left thigh. Lores How to properly Cure tobacco Lore of local medicinal flora Possessions 1 Set of Clothing -Simple Shirt -Simple Pants -Simple Undergarments -Simple Cloak -Simple Boots 1 Waterskin 1 Backpack which contains: -Comb (Wood) -Brush (Wood) -Soap -Razor Heirloom: Lale has no Heirloom Housing Location: Kenash (Blood Flower plantation) House: Lale Lives in the Dawnwhisper pavilion in Endrykas Ledger Purchase Cost Total Starting +0 GM 0 GM Thread List Thread name Status Exps Kenashian Exodus In Progress none yet Tools Of the Trade In Progress none yet Baby Trouble In Progress None yet