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Nassara

... *blank stare* ...

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a character in “By Blood or By Gold”, originally authored by zeph_gm, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Nassara

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Age: 23

Appearance: Nassara always keeps herself covered in wrappings, veils and hoods. Of what is visible of her face, she is very beautiful, light blue eyes and soft, tan skin, however it is what lies beneath her veil that is horrifying.

Build: Slim and athletic.

Personality: Nassara, due to her injuries, cannot speak well, and therefore does not unless it is absolutely necessary, a silent mute next to her ladies extreme melodrama. This muteness makes it difficult for her to create friendships, though she has few to interact with besides pirates, whom she hates with a passion.

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Where they live: Lives on Lady Harlingtons Estate on the island of Nassau.

What/ who they are: Handmaid and bodyguard to the Lady Harington.

History: The daughter of a Jeddian barmaid, unknown to most, Nassara once worked as a dancer, dancing in one of the many brothels in Nassau, one night, she was propositioned by a pirate and turned him down, saying she didn't do that sort of thing. He pushed and she cursed him and spat on his face. He and his crew later that night, kidnapped her, raped her, and, vowing that she would never be wanted again, used a knife to carve away the flesh around her mouth, removing her lips, cheeks and jawline. They then left her to bleed out in the rain. While she lay dying in the gutter, she was happened upon by a carriage containing the Lady Harlington, who was returning from late night business. Lady Harlington took pity on the dying girl and had her taken swiftly to a physician, who saved her life, barely. When Nassara eventually awoke, she dedicated her life to Lady Harlington, and serves her faithfully, despite hating pirates with a furious passion.

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Skills: Nassara wields a two ended spear as her weapon of choice, the spear can break in the middle and become two long handled short swords. She has trained with this weapon incessantly since entering the Lady Haringtons service, becoming very skilled in its use. She conceals it as the two swords in the folds of her robes. She has kept and honed her dancers physique and is a proficient acrobat and dancer.

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So begins...

Nassara's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Lady Elizabeth Benezia Harlington Character Portrait: Nassara Character Portrait: Jarrak Hassar Character Portrait: Marcus Bolo
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#, as written by zeph_gm
Jarrak Hassar walked through the shithole of a port town with less than a amused vasard. He hadnt been on the island a day and already had lost his ward, "Damn it Kalila," he mumbled under his breath as he walked down another winding alley, "Why do you do this to me?"
Some guardian he was. Protector of a damn princess, a prophesied reincarnation of Ishka, and still his biggest problem was merely keeping the mad girl in his sights. He hoped against hope, that word never reached her father's ears about how lax his skills at protection had gotten. He was used to chasing Kalila around a palace, not a slum. A beggar stepped out in front of him, hand proffered, mumbling something about coins for an old man, Jarrak had no time for it and a solid knee to the gut sent the beggar doubling over in the dirt.
"Filth." He said under his breath as he continued to walk through the stinking town, "Filth and foul, why on earth have we come here?"

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Lady Elizabeth Benezia Harlington sat in her on the terrace of her estate looking over the sapphire blue waters off the coast of Nassau. On a small table beside her sat a china cup of inky black tea, and above her an umbrella, keeping the harshest of the suns rays from her, even if she was fully covered, from her long gloves to halterneck dress and face mask. She stared out over the stunning vista view, she had lived here nearly twenty years but she never tired of that view. She lifted her tea cup to her face and took a careful measured sip. She had her masks fitted and specially designed so that she could still enjoy tea while she wore them, but it was still a delicate art to avoid covering herself in the dark liquid. An art she had perfected over the years.
"More tea ma'am?" said a deep voice from behind her, and Marcus Bolo, her infallible butler and manservant materialised from where he had been standing.
"No thank you Marcus I am quite alright," she said, her voice melodic and light, but with a hint of the deadly intelligence she had acquired over the years, "What time was our appointment in town?"
She knew perfectly well what time their appointment with the Pirate was, she knew Marcus knew too. The man never missed a beat, but she asked anyway, some part of the daily facade they played with each other.
"Noon Ma'am," Marcus replied without batting an eyelid, "Just under two hours."
"Of course," she replied lightly, her demeanor as unreadable as usual, "How silly of me. Come, fetch Nassara and bring the carriage around the front. I must go and fetch my things."
"Of course lady Harlington," Marcus said with a bow, "At once."