Many moons ago, Natasha received a most vindictive curse from a sorcerer, one who toyed with boys and girls for sick pleasure. Natasha at the time was twelve and lived in an orphanage outside the border of Maradis, a rather unkind and cruel kingdom. Most of the citizens of Maradis were corrupt, much like their drow leader. His objective: to make sure all were to suffer under his dictatorship. He found it in his best interest to call upon various occultist groups and those involved in the dark arts to work their magic to permeate chaos, misdeeds and curses.<br/><br/>Sadly, Natasha was caught in the crossfire and was innocently blindsided. During a game of tag, Natasha became drawn to a flickering light as it caught her attention. She ran toward it and found an abandoned wolf pup howling hysterically. Natasha felt sorry for the pup and brought it back to the orphanage to care for it. Luckily, her fellow mates were quiet about it and they distracted the caretakers. Once Natasha brought it to her room, she closed the door and the next thing she knew, she was horrified to see that the wolf pup had murderous eyes, threw itself against the poor girl, and successfully clamped onto the girl's neck. Immediately, the wolf transformed into the evil sorcerer as he snickered toward the bloody, injured girl , almost taking pity on the poor soul. He still had much work to do to impress his leader of Maradis. The sorcerer's goal was to make sure most of his territory was a maelstrom of confusion and sorrow. He still had to instill more havoc and was just getting started on his wreckage of the orphanage. From what Natasha remembered, she was bathed in her own blood until she blacked out. That's when the madness took over.<br/><br/>For years she had been dealing and adapting with her transformation, her lycanthropy.  Her past haunts her and springs up occasionally as she is reminded of her curse every time the full moon emerges. She remembered the first time she turned. It was unlike any pain she felt.  Over the years, she learned how to quell her unhinged behavior,  and prepped her monthly transformations. She also acquired hunting and traded with the locals near Maradis' main square.<br/><br/>It recently came to her attention that were rumors of a foreign traveler; he was seeking recruitment and was in need of open-minded travelers who wanted to get out of this miserable hell-hole of a place. She knew that if his time was limited, that meant that he had a ship of some kind, which piqued her interest. The rumor certainly tugged at Natasha's curiosity. She definitely had skills to offer: tracking, hunting, speed and endurance. Hopefully, she would be a right fit for what he was looking for. There were whispers that the foreigner would be at the The Golden Lynx tavern by nightfall. The timing could not have been any more perfect. The redhead was craving for this opportunity. Perhaps this change would be the turning point and a start of a new potential adventure.<br/><br/>Natasha made her way into the tavern that evening. Her autumn hair cascaded and danced lightly with every stride she took. There was subtle confidence with her walk. Her attire started with an ebony cape. Underneath the heavy fabric she wore a cream-colored, linen tunic, black leather pants which hugged her toned and built legs and black calf boots. Even though she appeared to be a beauty, she was not to be mistaken for some mere damsel -- there was that madness, the beast inside that she wished to destroy. Curious jade green eyes surveyed around the tavern, scoping out the loquacious environment. The five-foot eight female traversed on over to the innkeeper and inquired about the man whom she was looking for. The jovial fellow pointed a fatty finger over to a nook where a man in royal blue was presently seated with a rather large pint of ale. Natasha inhaled through her nose and exhaled calmly, taking her first step toward this new encounter.<br/><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="2" data-username="@Dalliance" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/2/">@Dalliance</a>