Dascia Umbramnia-de Carpathia
A human mother brutally violated by a disgusting
ogre, left to birth
the babe alone. Quickly finding its ogre form
after birth she quickly
discarded it and left it with the vile ogres to
fend for itself. The
poor child grew up weak in the eyes of the ogres
and discarded because
of her human side. Two halves constantly fighting
each other. Raised
alone and confused she finally found herself thrust
into a world she
knew nothing about. Many looked upon her heritage
with disdain and
barely treated her as a pauper until the Guild
of Warriors took her
into their fold at the tender age of 17 and taught
her the necessary
skills to keep alive in a hostile environment.
Tutored by good friends
she grew and prospered. Achieving fame as well
as friends. But still
lonliness hung in her heart. She knew no family
and while she had
friends. She had no one close.
A kind woman took her into her family and she became
the daughter of
Rebeca but the girl knew she still didn't belong.
So she set out to
find herself. She quickly found others like herself.
In the city of
Opallinoc she found Klaatu and many others who
helped her adjust.
Others too weak for the ogres and too strong for
the humans to cope
with. She felt she fit in and travelled between
the guild in Darkhaven
and Opallinoc frequently spending time with both
sets of friends.
Finding a spouse proved tricky, several marriages
all ended in
sadness. Could no one understand the poor soul
trapped in her body?
Syniad, gone. Aloona, Gone. An affair with her
guildmaster left her
with husband number three. Still something was
missing. She left them
all and couldn't stay tied down to one person.
Her soul cried out for
freedom.
One night left alone to her thoughts, lying half
awake and half asleep
on her bedroll a whispering voice entered her
mind. Luscious thoughts
of valor and honor and something darker filled
her visage. She rose in
her half conscious state and set out on a journey.
Towards what she
had no idea. Driven nearly insane by the voice
forcing her onward.
Through the mourning forest, and into the forgotten
city of thalos.
The voice took her towards a temple, it called
to her very soul and
promised sweet nothings.
A wide mouth opened wide and sucked her into it.
Devils and soulless
beings fled past her as she tumbled into an unholy
place. Those around
her found the riches and power in this darkness.
This defouled place
whispered and Dascia quickly found herself whispering
the binding
words. Giving her soul to ba'al to grasp her full
potential.
Power flowed through her as she abandoned her Guild
friends and was
thrown into an Order of mighty beings and rich
rewards. Becoming more
than just a simple swordsman she grew into a master
of her own
destiny. Thoughts of love discarded for the feel
of the taint.
Fallen smitten with two other ladies of the swarm
they commence
themselves into the vows of commitment. Mari and
Cathrine. Yes..
Together their power is more than one. Its threefold.
May the world
quake in fear.