Thanks for voting me to join your group!  :D<br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h289/masta_loki/Morrigan_concept_icon.png)</div><strong>Desh Swaileh<br/>Female Changeling, Shaman 4</strong><br/>Character Sheet (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=319073)<br/><br/><strong>Appearance:</strong>As with your average changeling, Desh has largely taken on her father’s elven physical traits with tall stature, lithe muscles and curves that are the appeal of elven women, and fair complexion.  Her ears and facial features more resemble a half-elf the way both aren’t as angular as one would expect of a pure elf.  Her hair is as black as raven feathers and long enough to fall just below her shoulders whenever she doesn’t have it tied up.  The tell-tale traits of her true heritage resides in her sharp claw-like nails and her multi-colored eyes; the left being a blue so pale it is almost white and the right being a vibrant cobalt blue.<br/><br/><strong>Background:</strong>Though she doesn’t know the truth behind her biological parents, Desh has accepted the belief that her elven biological father was the victim of a compulsion, raped, and subsequently killed by the hag that was her birth-mother.  Of course, she has no way of knowing the truth having been raised by a family of elves after being dropped off on their doorstep without so much as a note.  Despite her suspected cruelty, her birth-mother recognized those who were capable of being compassionate and caring parents as evidence by the ones she chose to care for her newborn daughter.<br/><br/>Knowing nothing of the abandoned baby did not deter Desh’s parents from raising her like their own.  At first, they suspected she was a half-elf who was abandoned out of fear of her being viewed as being lesser in a human society, or perhaps even for the mother to avoid the shame of having a half-breed child.  As Desh grew older, her unusual physical traits became prominent to the point of being impossible to hide the truth of her birth-mother and her adoptive parents had a decision to make.  True to the caliber of people she was left in the care of, Desh was accepted for all that she was and was even given a positive direction of her magical talents once they manifested.  It had come as a wonderful surprise to all that have grown close to Desh that her abilities manifested an affinity for life and its preservation.<br/><br/>Years passed in the loving home and supportive community, it was an ideal upbringing for anybody to live a happy life even if they never left; and yet, there was a persistent thought that always nagged her in the back of her mind.  A question that would only eat away at her if she left it unanswered.<em>How could my life-aligned magic be a product of a hag’s heritage?</em>In her mind, it was a situation where either her birth-mother was a being who stood apart from her evil peers or her powers were manifesting from a different source entirely.  It was an answer that would reveal the very core of her being and that never finding the answer would be going through life as somebody who never knew themselves as they truly are.<br/><br/>Desh’s curiosity grew into an obsession as she did all she could to find the origin of her powers, whether the spirit she communed with was of the world itself or inherited from her birth-mother.  After countless months of meditation, communing, and research, she finally found a viable lead in the form of a ritual that would reveal to her the origins of her spirit.  What followed was her being pulled through a rift between realms only to find herself stranded in an alien world with only her faith in believing that the ritual worked in giving her the crucial first step into finding the answer to the question that haunts her.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong>Desh carries herself with all the traits of a femme fatale between her seductive charm and mysterious allure.  She has no problem with using honeyed words, lies, or in rare occasions where it actually appeals to her, even sex to get what she wants.  This is largely a front she uses to ensure she has the upper-hand in all matters of life and survival.  Those who are allowed to see beyond this diplomatic armor would find a compassionate woman with a want to belong with those who would treat her as an equal.  While her true nature is no less flirtatious, her words are instead used to entertain with grandiose personal tales told in such a way that often causes the listeners to want to believe the validity in what she says even though their minds have lingering doubts.