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Pandora Highborne

"A girl who conceals her emotions but harbors fires within her heart."

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a character in “No Longer Chained”, originally authored by Ever, as played by RolePlayGateway


Name: Pandora Highborne
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Appearance: <-- Her full Priestess outfit

Personality: Pandora is what many would call two-faced. Towards women, she is the most forgiving, gentle creature on this Earth and she will be willing to sacrifice anything for their well-being. When it comes to men, however, she turns to a cold, cruel side full of wrath and loathing. Its actually quite disturbing seeing how quickly her gentle demeanor can resort to such hate. Overall though, Pandora is a girl who is a tad on the quiet side and prefers the pen and paper over actual speaking. Her mind is very quick-witted and very sharp which leads her to say rather witty things at times.

Bio/History: As a young girl, Pandora was quite noticeable, be it in looks or her nature towards others. Even as a young child, Pandora bore an other-wordly resemblance to the classical depiction of the one goddess, something of her which her mother and the other woman took extreme notice of. Not only was her physical appearance alarmingly similar but Pandora's nature was too; kinda and gentle towards females but harsh and unforgiving towards the race of men. Believing her daughter was a reincarnation of the Goddess and that she possessed a high affinity for it, her mother sent her away to the church to learn to become a High Priestess. At the tender age of 6, Pandora's affinity and likeness of the Goddess grew and her whole life became centered around worship and helping the poor (only women of course).

Rank: High Priestess

Family: Pandora has long since then lost contact with her mother and other family members as she devoted herself to the church.

Other: Being a High Priestess, Pandora has a complete record of every event that has ever occurred in Myru, from the first creation to modern day. On top of that, her knowledge of healing others (and how to kill them) is quite extensive and she possesses a strong tie to the the church and nature, almost immediately knowing whenever something is being disturbed, no matter how far away she may be. Considering she is also a priest, she knows knows various rituals that invoke various results.

So begins...

Pandora Highborne'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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#, as written by Ever
Pandora's eyes flutter open slowly, blinking at the watery sunlight that came filtered through her blinds. Pulling her body up to a sitting position, she gives a small stretch before gracefully moving her legs over to the side of her bed. A small shudder racks her shoulders as the bare feet meet the icy stone floor. Cursing her useless servant, Pandora shivers over to the hearth, rekindling the coals.

Giving a satisfied glance at the now roaring fire, she made a mental note to dismiss the lazy servant later on that day before making her way over to the intricately carved mahogany vanity. Taking her rightful place in front of the mirror, she starts to comb the honey colored cascade, not bothering to call one of her hand maidens to do it for her. "Ms. Highborne.. the masses are ready..." came the voice from the other side of the shut door and a small scowl of agitation graces her features. She replies back, voice soft "I'll be out soon.." before giving a final sweep of the brush.