-=RESERVED=-<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/okcLlQu.jpg) <br/>(http://i.imgur.com/uIFfAta.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Alana'sorel Sunsorrow (www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=619553 (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=619553))<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Fey'ri<br/><strong>Profession:</strong>"Acquisitions and Information Services" (Bard)<br/><strong>Guild Affiliation:</strong>Trade Union & Explorer's Guild<br/><br/><strong>Backstory:</strong>Born to the mayor of a small town, Alana'sorel didn't immediately know she was any different than any other children within the limits of her elven mother's influence. Her strange ability to change the color of her skin and her mother's insistence she keep a white and golden hue to it were a bit strange in her first few years, but a strange and ultimately keen intellect blossomed at the end of her third year of life, bringing her mind to maturity in a sudden rush of what her mother called "Planar Maturity". Able to understand and control her abilities, Alana'sorel found herself stronger, faster, tougher and more intelligent than most of the simple people her mother ruled over.<br/><br/>Discovering her mother, not the elven woman she seemed, but a demonic temptress known as a Succubus, Alana'sorel learned that the town that surrounded her as she grew up was not what it seemed. Each townsfolk was nothing more than a mentally enslaved puppet of her mother, forced to accept her rule and forced to indulge her in an idealic humanoid lifestyle full of calm serene visions and activities one might expect from a sleepy out-of-the-way town. Kept enslaved by her abilities and the manipulations of her words, the town became the growing demonkin's playground so long as the town was not playing host to visitors... her mother would not risk being discovered, not when she had worked so hard to solidify her power.<br/><br/>As she grew, and grew quickly, Alana'sorel learned of the Goddess Ah'mei, the goddess of which her mother had spawned and from which she drew strength and purpose. Knowing nothing else, she set about learning and adapting her abilities to the service of her mother and her mother's Goddess. She enjoyed every minute of her life, and it was many years before she even questioned her own origins. A demon's child is a rare thing, and after long conversations with her mother, and strange visions she was beginning to receive, Alana'sorel set out to track down her father, an elven man who had no idea the town her had passed through years ago had caused him to father a growing scion of evil.<br/><br/>The man had been a treasure hunter, and her mother had used him as nothing more than a source of information from across her pillows, and it took considerable time tracking him down. Along the way she met traveling partners, associates and manipulated lovers and spurned suiters alike, all the while honing her personal abilities and martial skills against bandits and the creatures of the wild. All along, much like her mother, she learned to keep her power a secret, allowing no one to know the true woman behind the radiant elven facade.<br/><br/>Following her visions she eventually came across her father, skulking about the ruins of a desolate town seeking a map of some kind. A stunning young elf and a fine physical specimen. She approached as if any other adventurer, her mind racing to discover what it was her mother saw in the man. Removed of society's morals she spoke to, seduced, and beneath the stars of the sky intertwined her body amongst his own, partaking in the same flesh as her mother once did. However when the morning came, she could determine nothing special about the man. No great spark of interest, no great sexual ability... he simply seemed a physical specimen and to have been in the right place at the right time. Puzzled with her situation she accompanied him on his quest following the newly discovered map from the desolate ruins. Perhaps given time she would discover what made this man worthy of being her father...<br/><br/>But as time passed, she could find no feature of note, no sign of what made him worthy. It disappointed her, and while her time with the man had given her experience in life, in adventure and in the ways of elven culture, she finally gave up hope of discovering anymore of her birthrights. She came to realize he was nothing more than what her mother said he was... a piece of elven flesh who only happened to become her father. Believing the cruelest punishment for disappointing her desires was to let the elf live on in ignorance, she said her goodbyes to the man when they stopped in the glorious frontier town of Laelith. Ever drawn by the promise of treasure, the man departed never knowing the woman he had traveled with for nearly two years, and spent countless nights, afternoons and mornings in carnal trysts with had been his own daughter.<br/><br/>The first evening in Laelith saw the visions return to Alana'sorel's mind... visions of her stay in the city, of what the visions wished for her to do. Images of a glorious empire of hedonistic practitioners bound her will, an empire of worshipers all bending their knees to Alana'sorel, visions of power and wealth at her command and endless legions of writhing bodies amidst the deviant pits of pleasure that she would create... all filled her mind at once, and it was here that she knew that her future lay. She would become much like her mother... but it would take time, a great time, to accomplish what her mother had done... but she had all the time in the world, after all. She could afford to have her fun, adventure, and solidify her own power base from which to begin.<br/><br/>And she began with a 'purchasing' a small business of her very own... one greatly suited to her talents. Taking little time in expanding her base, she signs herself to numerous dealings and involving herself with both the Explorer's Guild and the Trade Union, the sign outfront of her store proudly displaying both organization's symbols to help attract customers to her 'unique' blend of services.