Far away and over a year ago, a young gypsy girl was being tormented by the caravan's young men. She had told them repeatedly that she was not interested and that there were other young females who would be too glad to have their attentions. But no, the continued to serenade her, bring her gifts, do acrobatics, offer to help her with her chores. They would not accept her no. Finally after being nearly driven to tears after a long day of refusing the men, Ixonia went to the head of the caravan. He was a wise old man and was respected by all in the caravan. He nodded as she poured out her heart to him then pleaded with him to make the young men to quit bothering her for she did not want to marry any of them. The wise old man called a meeting of the elders and together they came to a decision. Either Ixonia agrees to marry one of the young men or since she was of 18 years, she was to leave the caravan. She decided to leave the caravan in the morning.<br/><br/>The next morning before daybreak, she quietly hitched up her horses to leave and before she realized it, the young men were there in various stages of dress. They pleaded and begged for her to stay and not to take the light of their life away from them. She didn't know what to do and was terribly embarrassed so she called out for help. The old man showed up, fully dressed and with a glare at the young men, they departed from Ixonia. She smiled and nodded, mounted her wagon and left the caravan not even  turning to look back once.<br/><br/>Over the next year, she meet many people and learned many things. From pirating during the first summer to following other caravans to settling in a few towns and learned a few crafts.  She learn how to make rope, nets and how to do macrame from the pirates. She learned new songs and dances from the other caravans as well as beading, and herbology. She learned how to spin wool into thread, weave the thread into cloth and how to sew on a foot pedal sewing machine, all of which she bought as she learned the various things.<br/><br/>Now she spent this summer traveling alone. She enjoyed the quietness and now she had a pet cat named Shadow. He was a pure black cat with green eyes and would follow her about. She had a lot of things to sell and she wanted to find a town soon. She drove onwards and inquiring as she went about a nearby town. Soon enough she found a town that might be the one to sell in. She stopped outside of the town to allow the horses to drink and nibble on some grass while she went upstairs to change. She changed her dress and brushed her long black hair out and then braided it. She went down to the main floor to grab a bite of bread to eat on her way into town.<br/><br/>Ixonia drove into the town and her mind was wandering when she saw a crowd and heard a lilting voice singing. It was a male voice that was clear, strong and intriguing. It made her feet want too dance and her body sway. Soon she was on the ground and was dancing towards the voice of a gypsy prince. She dipped and swayed with her eyes closed while feet lead her thru the crowd to the fountain where a young man had climbed up to the top of. She danced for the sheer pleasure of the dancing to such melodious voice.<br/><br/><br/>((All pictures for this RP will be in the photobucket at this site. I will add pics as I go along with the RP.<br/><br/>m<a class="postlink" href="http://s1088.photobucket.com/albums/i325/TheCreator7/RP%20World/Ixonia%20Yipsilanti-gypsy%20girl/">http://s1088.photobucket.com/albums/i32 ... sy%20girl/</a>m<br/><br/>Have fun with her!)