Salma wears a purple and blue halter top, shoulders, and sleeves, along with a purple and blue skirt. She also wears anklets. Currently, being enslaved, she wears chains and wristlets as well.
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Salma Bahar
The chains may hold her, but her spirit is free.
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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Giggles1245
Description
Salma wears a purple and blue halter top, shoulders, and sleeves, along with a purple and blue skirt. She also wears anklets. Currently, being enslaved, she wears chains and wristlets as well.
Personality
While she may be held against her will, Salma is outspoken and unafraid of anything. She let's the wind guide her, along with the celestial formations that tell her whats wrong and whats right. Despite the fact that she's always chained, she has control. Salma is about 21 years old.
Equipment
She's a gypsy held by black magic.
History
Salma once belonged to a peasant family, who wanted more for their daughter. While she grew up, Salma was known for her beauty, and her ability to dance. When visitors were in her village, Salma caught one mans eye. He wanted her for his own, but her mother refused. In order to win his trophy, he wooed Salma into marrying him. The unfortunate thing is the fact that the marraige was really slavery. Now in her early 20's, Salma is forced to dance and perform for a traveling show. Those who paid a hefty price got to see more than just her dance.
So begins...
Salma Bahar's Story
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It isn't long until two burly men walk in, both very hairy, looking as if they came from the circus. They both carried a large chain. One chain went to two wrist cuffs, and the other went to two ankle cuffs. These cuffs, of course, were connected to a woman. Her skin was a fair soft brown, her eyes a dazzling blue, and her figure was fair. It was Salma, the woman from the various posters about the Multiverse. The posters read "Come one, Come all, to Hadad Ali's World Famous Traveling Show! See Dancers, Fire breathers, and the star, Salma Bahar!" It pictured various lions, and a gypsy woman dancing. The two men walked to the bar and took a seat, laughing as they spoke in their native tongue. Salma took a seat at the bar as well, sighing as she looked around.
The men were too busy in their own conversation about women and money to notice the cold stare across the room. Salma, however, took a slight glance to the girl, before turning to the bar top and crossing her arms onto the table and laying her head down, closing her eyes. The girl lacked sleep from the several shows Hadad had been doing. She took any moment of rest as an opportunity to sleep, a soft smile crossing her lips as she did.
Salma Bahar smiled as she continued to snore soundly and nap, but that soon interrupted when her wrist cuffs were pulled. One of the burly men had noticed the glare, and decided to confront the girl. As one went, so did the other. Salma begrudgingly followed, and one of them went up to the girl "هل لديك مشكلة الآفات لك قليلا؟ نقتل الفتيات مثلك!" The burly man gripped her wrist angrily.
The man looked to her with a dumb, confused look. He didn't like being confused, he then raised his hand, the same holding Salma's chain. Salma looked between the two, and she tugged on her chain roughly as she furrowed her brows as she barked in their tongue "فيران، حين أنه قد يسمح في الوطن، لا يمكنك ضرب المرأة هنا! وقال حداد لمتابعة لقوانين الإقامة. إذا كنت على اتصال بها، وسوف اقول!"
The unfortunate thing for Melanthe is the fact that these men were the showcased strongmen, they could lift 300 lbs each. The man didn't move, but he went from Salma to the girl, snarling and about to strike her, before he paused, grumbling loudly. He looked to the girl, leaning into her "أشكر الله الذي لا يعيشون في بلدنا." The two men and Salma then moved back to the bar, but Salma managed to get her voice heard as she spoke to Melanthe in a thick Arabic accent "Please ignore them, they know very little.." She smiled before she was pulled back to the bar, where she resumed her huffiness.
While all this was happening, the second one happened to notice the gun. The man growled and ducked. He would have grabbed the gun, but Salma's protest kept him from doing so. As the two were walking away, he glared to the girl.
Salma Bahar sighed and smiled, starting to rest until she heard a gun fire. She picked her head up before she was tugged by her ankles. The man holding her ankle cuffs groaned as his shoulder was shot. In a blind rage, he charged at Melanthe , but his rapid spin caused Salma to fall and smack her face onto the ground. The sudden thunk made the man turn back, and see her on the ground. In a panic, the two moved to Salma and started to help her, speaking rapidly in their tongue to her. Salma was lifted onto her feet, and she rubbed her head as she looked to the girl "Please, they are dumb, and know nothing. Leave us alone and we won't hurt you." Salma looked with pleading eyes, knowing that she would get the blame for their injuries as it is.
The man groaned once more, and now his brother was pissed. The original antagonist turned to her, yelling loudly. "يجب عليك أن تدفع ثمن الوقاحة لقد جلبت لنا! كنت الكلبة قليلا!" He snarled before Salma tugged on her chains "توقف! نحن لا نستطيع محاربة لها، حداد لن تسمح بذلك. من فضلكم ، دعونا نترك فقط. أدعوك سنتين إلى بعض المشروبات، وأنا لا يمكن معالجة جروحه." The two men looked to Melanthe before they started to walk out, forcing Salma with them. She sighed and followed, examining the two shots in each shoulder.
Two burly men walk in, each holding a chain. They both looked to be middle Eastern, and as if they had just woken up. They both carried a large chain. One chain went to wrist cuffs, the other chain went to ankle cuffs. All four cuffs were connected to a woman. She looked to be from the Middle East as well. Her long brown hair, soft blue eyes, and curvy body were a big contrast to the two burly men. This woman looked just like the woman from the posters around the Multiverse. All the posters read "Come one, come all! To Hadad Ali's Traveling Show! Come see Firebreathers, Dancers, and much much more!" On the poster were various lions and a woman who was dancing, it was her, Salma Bahar, from the posters. Salma sighed and followed the two as they all went to the bar and took a seat. Salma yawned loudly and started to rest on the counter, but the two men were so loud and obnoxious, speaking in their native tongue, that she had a hard time napping.
As soon as the NPC barkeep came around, one of the men bang their hand onto the table, forcing Salma awake. Salma sighed and looked up as the men spoke "مهلا! استيقظ والنظام الغذائي لدينا! أريد البيض ولحم الخنزير المقدد ، نخب والفطائر. حران يريد الوحش المشوي والبيض " Salma looked at the man groggily and nodded. She then turned to the barkeep "He-" pointing to one of the burly men "would like toast, eggs, pancakes and bacon.. lots of it." She yawned "And an orange juice. As for him-" she pointed to the other burly man "He wants a roast beast, eggs, toast and waffles. And orange juice." She yawned once more and thought "Can I have eggs, bacon toast and pancakes as well? One pancake please, and small portions. Also, apple juice." She smiled as the barkeep nodded and walked off to place the order. She then laid her head back down.
Salma Bahar caught a glimpse of the odd purple goo. She looked to it curiously, before yawning and laying her head back down, mumbling something in her native tongue.
Salma Bahar looked to the blob, blinking as she noticed its mimicking "Creature? I'm not the creature.." She spoke in a thick Arabic accent.
Salma Bahar blinked, too tired to be thinking so deeply. She waved her hand dismissively "I'm a human, what you be?" Due to her fifth language being English, she hadn't completely grasped it.
Salma Bahar nodded with a soft sigh. The two burly men were laughing loudly as they talked. "Sadly, yes.." She yawned once more "Your name, what is it?" She somewhat demanded. Salma didn't like not knowing names.
Salma Bahar grumbled under her breath. "Salma." She smiled slightly "It's a long story, let's just say I slave, eh?" She yawned once more, but her food arrived, along with the men's. They started to pig out, while she took mediocre bites.
Salma Bahar shrugged "It's not entirely slavery, but it might as well be." She nibbled on some eggs "You see, we are from.. out of town. Your laws dont apply."
Salma Bahar grumbled under her breath once more, the men were near done eating, but Salma was still eating, "It sucks." She didn't answer the second question for her own reason, she found it tedious to explain.
Salma Bahar sighed heavily as she found her tolerance level very low today. Thankfully, the two burly men suddenly lifted themselves and started walking out, dragging her with them "سلمى، دعنا نذهب! لدينا عمل نقوم به!" One of them screamed to her. She sighed and got up, starting to walk away "I've got to go..."
Salma Bahar grumbled as she quickly stormed in front of the two men and left, exclaiming again how she had to go.
The setting changes from gambits-bar to Outside the Southwest Corner of Wing City
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Salma Bahar waited patiently inside her tent, behind the atage's curtains. Her act would be going on in 6 minutes, and she was preparing herself the last bit of ways she could, dabbling with her make up and fixing her hair, meanwhile her ankle and wrist cuffs being taken off momentarily. A burly man stood outside "The Gypsy Dancer"'s tent, guarding her from leaving, or from being harmed.
The setting changes from outside-the-southwest-corner-of-wing-city to Mjötviðr; The Realms
Two burly men walked into the bar, each carrying a chain. One chain lead to a pair of handcuffs, while the other led to a pair of ankle cuffs. Attached to the cuffs was a slimly built girl. She had long caramel brown hair, and dazzling green eyes. The girl yawned as she was pulled to the bar where the three sat. The two men spoke and joked to each other in their native tongue, while she rested her head upon her arms upon the bar. The girl looked familiar, but where was she-- aha! She was the girl in the poster! Posters all around the Multiverse read "Come one come all! To Jahad Ali's traveling show! Firebreathers, dancers, and much much more!" The poster had several lions, and a girl who looked like a gypsy in purple and blue garb dancing in the middle, that was her, Salma Bahar .
The setting changes from the-realms to Gambit's Bar
Two burly men walked into the bar, each carrying a chain. One chain lead to a pair of handcuffs, while the other led to a pair of ankle cuffs. Attached to the cuffs was a slimly built girl. She had long caramel brown hair, and dazzling green eyes. The girl yawned as she was pulled to the bar where the three sat. The two men spoke and joked to each other in their native tongue, while she rested her head upon her arms upon the bar. The girl looked familiar, but where was she-- aha! She was the girl in the poster! Posters all around the Multiverse read "Come one come all! To Jahad Ali's traveling show! Firebreathers, dancers, and much much more!" The poster had several lions, and a girl who looked like a gypsy in purple and blue garb dancing in the middle, that was her, Salma Bahar .
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