The marking was difficult but Lydia persisted even as she felt the writing burning into her own presence in the game.  Again she marveled at the feedback and detail that allowed the transmission of such feelings through the game itself.  She knew that it was important to make the sacrifices now in order to have a fully capable and customized character with which to play.  When the idea of a soul name came up Lydia remembered that feature from the description of the Wild elves and thought for a moment.   After a bit she chose the name Lystel as her host body's true name.<br/><br/>When the final confirmation came up Lydia took a deep if figurative breath and pressed 'yes'.<br/><br/>Lydia stepped over to the spinner to determine her starting fate.  Her choice was a dangerous one but she wanted to start out in the fringes of the realms where she might be able to move about and find information on her quest.  Even as a slave at first she could learn and investigate before escaping again and seeking out what was needed to save the Dark Elves.  She watched with bated breath as the table spun until it settled out at '15'.  It seemed she had gambled and if not lost had not gained all that she might. Still Lydia would not let her spirits sink and resolved to play the game with bravery and confidence.<br/><br/>Once the game settled out and Lydia appeared back in her body in a dingy cell she took a deep breath.  She walked around her cell and examined it carefully as well as what possessions and options she might have.  Again choosing to be bold and brave as well as take advantage of her large, firm breasts Lydia used the blood root to mark and enhance her stomach and breasts.  Lines of red paint swirled over her torso displaying her to the best effect.  Then thinking further Lydia modified the remains of her clothing to make a short skirt that barely covered her ass and sex while riding low on her hips and high on her thighs.  Now she would wait to see what to make of her judgment.