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Heileen Linovahle

"I will find her someday, and put an end to her evil ways."

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a character in “No Longer Chained”, as played by xLevesquex

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Female

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18

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Heileen has bangs almost covering her eyes and long black hair, with a brown tint in it. Her hair is usually tied near her upper neck, running all the way down her back resting just below her rear. She has light brown eyes that sparkle in the sun. Heileen has smooth, creamy white skin that occasionally gets caressed by her long luscious lashes. Her face is shaped like a perfect oval. Heileen has thin shoulders and a very feminine figure. Like a priestess would, Heileen wears priestess clothing. She wears baggy red pants, with a baggy white shirt tucked underneath. She also wears kimono's often. She has a bow and arrows with her at all times.

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Heileen is a delicate person. She does slay spirits or demons, but it is for good intentions. Other than the slaying she does, she is in fact, a delicate person. She always uses kindness when speaking to others, even when speaking to men. She doesn't like the idea of slavery, but she can't do anything about it. Heileen loves doing archery and is exceptional at it as well. She is always calm and tends to keep quiet, unless spoken to. She will start conversations, but only occasionally. Heileen isn't perfect, however. When people are being disrespectful to her, she will either ignore them or being just as disrespectful back to them. She despises traitors. If she has to, she will kill someone on the spot without hesitation, unless it's someone dear to her, no matter how much she hates killing and violence. She always tells the truth, even if it's painful. She blocks herself away from love, being scared of commitment. Even if she knows how great of a thing love can be.

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Heileen was raised in a normal house. Women doing as they please, and they had a few men as servants around the house. Image She grew up living with her grandmother, her mother, her aunts, her cousins and her older sister. They treated men terribly, and Heileen never understood why. She asked her grandmother, a woman who never disrespected men unlike her children, why everyone did this. Heileen's grandmother told her the tale of the goddess who was betrayed by a mortal man. Heileen felt so horrible for the man. She grew distant from her female elders, except for her grandmother, as she grew up since that day. Her older sister confronted her one day, about how she was treated men 'wrong' and she was being to easy and merciful on them. Heileen felt a great deal of anger towards her older sister for being so heartless towards men, and she attacked her. Right in front of her family, and ever the men they held as slaves. Their mother got in between them, and asked why they were fighting. Heileen's older sister told her mom that, Heileen hates women. Heileen tried telling her mother otherwise, but her mother wouldn't hear it. She believed Heileen's older sister over her, and made her work along with the men. Heileen grew quiet and socialized only with the men they had as slaves, and her grandmother once in a while. When Heileen was 10, their house got broken in to, and the women stood in defense, but were killed. The children, the men, Heileen's grandmother and Heileen herself, were hidden in the cellar and waited down there silently. It was a few minutes later when they heard the ruckus stop and they head back upstairs, only to find their loved ones slaughtered. Heileen immediately went to her mother's side, and her mother looked up at her, and for once in a very long time, she smiled at Heileen. She looked around her and seen some unfamiliar corpses as well. They buried all the bodies the next day, and mourned for a while. Heileen's grandmother became the head of the house once more and the men continued slaving after the women. A few months later, Heileen's grandmother spoke with Heileen and told her that she would probably be happier if she were to live away from the people she once called, 'family' and who know hated her. Heileen didn't like the idea of leaving her family, no matter how much they disliked her. She told her grandmother to go with her, but she politely refused, knowing she had to stay and watch over the children as they grew into women, until she took her last breathe. Heileen agreed, no matter how upset she was, and she left with one slave, who eventually got killed by an pack of wild boars... Leaving Heileen completely alone.

Heileen has been known as they 'Traveling Priestess' since then, and her sister a very infamous assassin.


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Traveling Priestess

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Her sister, an infamous assassin, that is 4 years older than her, her grandmother who's death status is completely unknown to Heileen. She has many cousins, and their lifestyle is also unknown to Heileen. She man known as her 'father' was the slave that was assigned to leave with her by her grandmother, but was trampled by a pack of wild boars, leaving Heileen an orphan.

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So begins...

Heileen Linovahle's Story

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It was like a dream, floating and feeling the soft air flow through her fingertips. Oh wait...this was a dream. Maya knew this as well as her conscious. But what what wrong with dreaming? Nothing. Because one moment your falling on clouds the next you wake to the bright sun, Maya hated this feeling and she wished as everyone else did that she could dream forever for this was the place most sacred to her. No one could enter her mind in this state and for once she could get her imagination to turn it's clocks without having to have them be shut off by her mother, for her imagination was crushed when she was but a child. Maya woke to the bright sun, groaning as she tossed and turned over in her soft feathery bed. Sweat beaded on her forehead as she realized her dream wasn't as great as it would have seemed. Maya shook the thought away perhaps it was just the sun heating her skin? As it normally did. Maya knew she was one of the tannest girls in Myru but it was just the hours of training and hunting she had done to make herself this way. Maya's self conscious told her to get up but she could stay in her bed all day if she wished and she did very much wish she could stay. But just as she was about to fall back asleep a sharp knock on the door made her narrow her eyes over at it, a grumble turned into a sigh. "What is it?!" she grumbled as the sharp knocking sounded again. Before Maya could even straighten her mother enterered the room, her eyes narrowed, her chin pointed in the highly directed way, as her eyes drifted on her still waking daughter. Two slaves entered the room, one a dark skinned man that was Maya's slave the other was The Empress's. "Mother? Why do you wake me so early in the morning?" Maya grumbled, covering her self with the sheets as the slaves and her mother entered. The Empress crossed her arms, clearly not amused. "You were suppose to take the hunt patrol out this morning and yet you lay sprawled on your bed like you just fought a war." Her mother said in her high shrill voice. Maya sighed and brushed an annoying piece of hair out of her face, "It feels like I've been fighting a war." she mumbled under her breath, her mother narrowed her eyes and raised a hand to slap Maya but instead clenched her teeth. "Just get dressed and meet me downstairs when your done." she growled and went out of the room. Maya's slave stayed in the doorway watching her with curious dark eyes. "Your dismissed. I don't need help getting dressed." Maya growled and the slave bowed his head and left the room silently. As soon as the door was shut Maya stretched and got herself up and out of the bed, she didn't feel like denying her mother this morning as she grabbed a light chainmill shirt, she quickly put the chain mill over her undergarments and then put a tight pair of leather pants. It wasn't much but it would do for today. She quickly put her hair up into a small bun, looking at herself in the mirror. With a shrug she quickly put on her boots and dispersed down the stairs. "Now what is it?" Maya demanded looking her mother up and down. The Empress took a quick glance over at Maya, doing the same. "Go and do your duties, the patrol is waiting to be taken out." The Empress said with her head tilted high. Maya raised a hand and rubbed the back of her neck. "Yes, Empress." Maya said with a bow, she quickly left the castle she hated so much and before going to where the patrol was she entered the blacksmith's part of the shop. The woman worked quickly and swiftly on a nice looking sword. She looked up, "Why good morning, Maya. What can I do for you?" she asked calmly. A young man came in with a few daggers and sat them down, looking up at Maya but not looking her in the eye. He quickly dismissed himself with a bow from the room and the blacksmith narrowed her eyes but said nothing. Maya looked back at the woman, "You made the belt I presume?" she asked calmly. The blacksmith nodded and handed her a fine black belt with silver edging. Maya smiled at the work and quickly wrapped it around her chain mill, she placed the scabbard and sword in it's place on the belt and did a twirl, the belt looked good. The blacksmith nodded with a smile. "Looks great." she commented. Maya nodded and thanked the Blacksmith as she quickly left the shop, Maya headed towards the patrol, nodding politely to other women as she passed.

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Heileen's eyes opened slowly when she sat up and realized where she was. She was in a small inn, from a passing town. Evil spirits needed help getting over to the other side, she was a priestess and as soon as she was about to leave last night, the innkeeper insisted that she stayed for one more night, for free. The talented priestess knew what the innkeeper's real intentions were. She only wanted Heileen to stay an extra night, making sure that all of the evil had warded off. The priestess didn't care for her selfish intentions. She only smiled and left, first thing in the morning.

The traveling priestess was walking down a trail, her trusty white horse walking beside her, tied to a rope that was being held by herself. She sighed as she walked by her lonesome down a trail through the forest. Heileen had heard rumors about this forest, but it didn't bother her. She felt completely fearless. The wind starting blowing harder, causing it blow violently in the wind. Heileen looked around herself. Maybe the townspeople were correct when they said this place is cursed... Heileen sighed. The spirits here are too strong. I must leave. Heileen never liked the idea of running away from lost souls, but there was no choice in this case. Heileen got on her horse and sighed. "I'm sorry." She quickly said as she ordered her horse to sprint through the woods.