<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"></span><div style="text-align: right;"><em>Human Eros Mage             </em></div><div class="floatright">(http://img2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120917051418/ideas/images/c/c0/Inspired_by_Luis_Royo.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Noémi d'Volee (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=858517)</span><br/><br/><strong>History:</strong>Noémi came from one of the better French families and grew up amongst wealth, power and priviliage, so much so, she took it all for granted and just flitted from one wonderful day to another. Needless to say she had an idyllic childhood where she was treated like a pampered pet and indulged in her every whim. Her artistic talents were cultivated at this time as were her social graces. She fully expected to live forever like this, perhaps marry a Marquis and being welcome in the French court. Like all girls, 'happily ever after' was her only dream.<br/><br/>Suitors began to call as Noémi came of age, and she was ushered into a whirlwind of soirees, social events and there were even propositions for affairs (which she politely declined, having long been indoctrinated by her mother and female relations that her true value lay in preserving her purity for the one she'd marry). Amongst her throng of admirers was Antoine Jervose, 2nd son of an influential Duke with holdings in the New World. He was charming, witty and just the right amount of wicked to come off as dangerous and exciting to Noémi's eyes. Their courtship was brief and their wedding was a fine affair held aboard his ship the Golden Glory and their wedding night was spent aboard the high seas.<br/><br/>Like all young brides, Noemi was nervous, but she believed her husband would be patient and kind, loving and tender, and take pride in the pleasure he and he alone ever enjoyed from her. Such was not to be, Antoine cared not at all for Noémi, her beauty, her purity, her tender affections or her pleasure. He had what he wanted, her dowery, and she was just a body to use, abuse, toy with then break and he subjected her to every onceivable, and some inconceivable, abuse and sexual humiliation that could be forced on a woman, stopping only when exhaustion took its toll. Noémi had long ago stopped crying, moaning and sobbing, lamenting her fate did nothing to stop her husband, and she knew she couldn't expect anything but more nights like this and couldn't live with that. She managed to quietly slide off the bed and crawl to the door, but Antonie had locked their cabin door with a key she couldn't find. In a panic, she pryed open the porthole window and snaked her way through the window and threw herself into the ocean, trusting that the sharks would be kinder to her then the man that she married.<br/><br/>Fate had other plans for Noémi, and Shoni send a dolphin to interceed on her behalf and rescue Noémi from the grips of the icy sea. Along with the rescue came a 'gift', the unlocking of the primal power within the half drowned and utterly violated young bride. As Noémi faded in and out of consciousness she had the sensation of being cradled in loving arms that found all the battered, bruised and broken bits of her body and made them whole again with a gentle kiss and a soft whisper. The words themselves she can never remember, but what she holds true in the depths of her heart was that she was to love, love with all that she had, all that she was, and from there would come Power like nothing she'd ever known. She was so much more then the precious, pretty doll her parents had her be, she was so much more then the victim for his various lusts Antoine would have used her for day in day out. It was on her to spend her days and nights finding out the meaning and purpose behind the miracle she was, and Shoni would be watching as she applied herself to that quest.<br/><br/>The dolphin took her to a tropical island with a fresh water spring, trees that provided food and shelter but she was alone. She spent months there, alone, learning to take care of herself, exploring her little safe haven, wondering if Shoni meant for her to spend the rest of her days in isolation. She wasn't perturbed by this thought, she had faith in the goddess and a surety of purpose that got her through the tough times. Then, one day, she found a hermit's cave occupied only by the dead mage's bones. She cleaned the place up and took up residence within it and began reading through the books and scrolls she found inside it and discovered that she was a wizard, more specifically an Eros Mage. She learned much from the lore within the cave, much about herself, and once she felt ready she summoned up the dolphin and told it to bring her to civiliazation, or what passed for it in the Carribean.<br/><br/>Along the way her path crossed with that of Blackbeard's ship, who took her sudden appearance as a good omen and his crew took to her beauty and willing wanton ways, first adopting her as a mascot (with benefits) of sorts but soon found her magical powers did much to aid them in their pursuit of booty and plunder. She earned her place amongst them and then, on occassion, her Captain's bed; many's the ship they've marked in port and then met up with in the dead of night, overpowering quickly and taking all in its hold as their prize. For her part, she loves the freedom and the adventure of it all, and wouldn't have things any other way.