Vasata Family/Sleanra
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Short Info
Location: Retired
Class: Retiree
Height: 165 cm (around 5 feet 5 inches)
Eye colour: Blue
Hair colour/style: Thick and blond, reaching almost to her lower back. Usually left to flow freely.
Appearance: Frail looking. Pale skin. Slim bodied. "Like a small porcelain statue".
Current titles and positions:
Past titles and positions: Duchess of Nuzanki, Baroness of Iknopata, Grove Tender of the Yggdrasili faith, Baroness of Mouzl, Marchioness of Trawiy, Foreign Femme of Les Femmes Collusoires, Prophet of Estianism.
Description
Sleanra is an adopted member to the Vasata family. Her own family was brutally slain right before her eyes when she was young. It has left her mentally and physically scarred to this day. If exposed to a large amount of physical stress she will have waves of coughs that will leave her feeling powerless. She has a very pessimistic view of herself and is generally not very open. There are very few people she feels comfortable to be around with or share her feelings with.
Sleanra has a tattoo of the Les Femmes Collusoires symbol high on her right breast.
Faith
Sleanra follows her own faith and goddess, Estiana. More details can be found here.
Writings
Recent News
- 17.10.2006: A few days ago, Sleanra was involved in a tavern fight and a "friend" of hers was killed in it. Since then, Sleanra has not left her room at the inn and she has barely eaten anything. She ignores all messages and treated the Royal Surgeon that was dispatched to look after her quite roughly. She has sunk into depression and she has lost her interest in the world as it always seems to turn everything bad for her.
Events leading to adoption
A letter Sleanra sent to everyone in Old Grehk to explain her less than sane behaviour after a battle with some undead. Also serves to tell the story of why she was adopted.
Word of my recent actions after the battle at Job's Mouth has probably reached most of you by now. My head has cleared up since then and I'd like to explain why I did what I did. It's not a happy story nor is it for the faint of heart. It's a bloody story, it's a sickening story and it is what made me the way I am today.
I was not born into the Vasata family. I am an adopted member to the family. They've been kind enough to treat me like I was born into the family and allow me to present myself as one of them. How did I end up being adopted and how does that relate to things? Well..let me tell you.
I was originally born on Beluaterra, or the New World as it was known back then. My family wasn't a noble family, but they were wealthy merchants. Much like the Vasata family was, before they gained their nobility. Our relations with the Vasata family were very close..you could call us blood bound allies. That is perhaps the reason why they took me in, after what happened.
I was about six at the time. My family and I were at our summer home, enjoying the sunshine and fruits of summer with many of our relatives. The home was some what isolated, the nearest village being a fair way off. We had a few servants and a few guards at the house to tend to our needs and safety.
One night I woke up to the sound of metal hitting metal and men screaming. I was just getting up when my mother rushed to the room with one of the guards and told me to get dressed quickly. I was frightened as the sounds of fighting were getting closer. I quickly dressed with the help of my mother, and then we left and headed towards the backdoor. As we got there, the door opened and a bunch of men rushed in, or rather, men like creatures. The guard tried fighting them, but he was quickly slain. I still remember the creatures laughing at the twitching corpse.
They took my mother and I outside, to the front of the house. The servants building was on fire, spewing black smoke all around. There was a whole bunch of the creatures and they were having fun with our servants. The creatures were standing in a circle, cheering on their comrades, who were beating the servants and my relatives, raping and doing unimaginable things to them at the center of the circle. My mother was pushed into the center of the circle and I was placed in the front row and forced to watch what they did to her.
Her clothes were quickly torn off and several of the creatures had their way with her. She was begging them to let me go the whole time. Tears rolled down her cheeks and her screams filled the night as the creatures took their turns with her. After the last one was done, one of them drew out his sword and cut off her head. It then took a hold of her severed head, raised it to his mouth and drank the dripping blood. Her arms and legs were also cut off, each picked up by one of the creatures and the dripping blood drank from them.
My throat was sore. I quess I had unconsiously yelled the whole time. My eyes were red from the crying. It was my turn, one of the creatures pushed me to the center of the circle. There were many bodies – well, more like torsos as the heads, arms and legs were missing - laying there, including my fathers. Maybe I was too young for them, but they didn't try to have their way with me. They rather had their fun poking me with their spears. I was crying hysterically and screaming. It didn't take long for me to start bleeding from several wounds and I collapsed to the ground soon after. I must have lost my conciousness, because the next thing I remember is waking up in a healers tent. An army patrol had heard the screams and seen the smoke coming from our home and had headed to investigate. They arrived just in time to save me from death and wiped out the creatures. I later learned they are refered to as the Undead or Monsters.
The Vasata family heard what had happened to my family and were kind enough to take me under their care. They provided me with a new foundation for life and for that I am eternally gratefull to them. Every single day I do my best to bring honour to their family name.
Needless to say, I have never been the same after that night. I sometimes loose myself and do things that are, well, crazy. Certain herbal mixes keep my head straight, but there are events that can make me loose it. It has taken years to make myself a functional person again, but the event still haunts me and I doubt I'll ever get rid of the burden it has placed upon me.
Time in Thalmarkin
After spending some time as Duchess of Nuzanki, she got tired of the cold north and headed south, searching for a new home. Old Grehk caught her interest and now she is a troopleader there.
Time in Old Grehk
Old Grehk was a good realm, at least so Sleanra though. Her getting raped and stabbed there did not diminish her respect for the realm. She was truly happy to be accepted there in such a way that a Baronesses position was given to her. Sadly, she could not stay there in the light of what a duke said. The duke encouraged some to rape and cut to pieces another noble(though a rebel). No punishment was laid out to the duke, so Sleanra left to find a new realm. She ended up in Riombara.
Time in Riombara
Sleanra mostly enjoyed her time in Riombara, but bad things happened to her there too. The arrival of Elaine in Riombara sparked something in her, a feeling of happiness maybe? Sleanra found herself at odds with the Church of Qyrvagg and she later joined the Yggdrasili. She had already decided to head north to preach the word of the Yggdrasili, when Elaine announced in public she was to marry Sleanra. Due to a misunderstanding, Sleanra was under the impression Elaine had never asked her to marry her and that made her react quite harshly to the announcement. It did not take long for Sleanra to leave Riombara and head north, back to Thalmarkin.
Return to Thalmarkin
Sleanra returned to Thalmarkin to spread the word of the Yggdrasili. She did a magnificent job of it, converting many of Thalmarkins regions fully to Yggdrasili followers. She managed to convince Thalmarkins king to appoint her as baroness of Mouzl so she could build an Yggdrasili temple there.
However, Sleanras health began to deteriorate quickly in the cold north and the goddess she believed in didn't seem to want to help her in any way. She ended up abandoning her faith. Sleanra left towards Atamara after she found a book that described a herb that could help her health.
Time in Eston
Sleanra arrived in Eston to look for the herb and she did find it. The people in Eston greeted her warmly, but there always seemed to be a distance between her and the rest. Partly this was because she sought to avoid contact with others. Everything seemed to be going well for her, until recent times. Read the recent news section of the page to see how things develop.
Ban From Eston
2006-11-23: Sleanra, Banned from Eston by Christofer. Reason: For destructive comments and continually undermining the authority of the king. BEGONE!
The ban on Sleanra was brought about by her comments. The council viewed her as a trouble maker and that her comments were counterproductive and caused unrest within the realm. Thus they saw it fit to ban her. The fallout of the ban was 1 protest against the king and 5 protests against the judge of the realm. The judge agreed that Sleanra could stay if she made an public apology. Not wanting or having the strength to move to yet another realm, Sleanra swallowed her pride and apologized. The ban was lifted.
2006-11-24: Sleanra, Ban from Eston lifted by Christofer.
Still, the mark remains in the history of the Vasata family and will continue to haunt her for the rest of her life.
Time in Cagilan Empire
When Sleanra arrived in the Cagilan Empire, she was determined to keep working as a bureaucrat. She got that opportunity, but she also felt it was time to do something bigger. Estiana was calling her to spread word of her path. The powers in the Cagilan Empire gave her that opportunity after she had made many pleads to be given that chance. Thus Estianism was founded in the Cagilan Empire, in the region of Trawiy.
Retired
Sleanra decided to retire while she still had some good years left in her.
