Character Sheet: Ayanah Tasmi (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1317147)<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Backstory</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Orphaned at a young age with her twin sister Shiru, Ayanah grew up on the streets mixing her time between begging for food and finding good hideouts to duck into with her sister to escape the inevitable angry pursuers she tended to attract.  Life wasn't particularly easy and Ayanah made it her business to quickly learn what kind of people the pair of them should avoid ticking off.  More than once she her sister's light-fingered attentions to a wide-eyed foreign trader with no connections rather than say, someone with connections to the powerful spice trade.  Wealthy tourists were a favorite of the pair, so it was no surprise when the two of them made a plan to relieve a wealthy scholar of his satchel and duck into the streets.   In a bit of a mixed blessing, the spellbook they ended up stealing captured the pair's attention.  Ayanah was so engrossed in the writing, convinced she could make out patterns and just barely deciphering bits and pieces, that she forgot to really figure out an escape plan that went further than 'duck behind a barrel in the alley'.  They were caught, of course, but fate smiled on the man taking a strangely magnanimous attitude on the entire situation when it was clear the pair had some aptitude for the arcane.<br/><br/>And so it went that the sisters Tasmi began studying at the Arcanamirium.   While her sister was enthralled by the practical applications of the arcane and leaned towards blending her natural talents with her new gifts, Ayanah set herself to proper study of the laws of magic... and how to break them.  Never much for strenuous activity, she delved into the books and spent most of her time expanding her knowledge of the arcane in proper wizard fashion, save for her tendencies to break as many rules as she could.  The sister's patron guided her to study as an arcanist and she quickly took to it like a duck to water.<br/><br/>For all their patron did for the sisters however, the man was not perfect.  Married to his studies of the arcane, the man was possibly the least charismatic person in the Arcanamirium and not even that endearing socially-awkward way either.  Any attempts to flirt with women came off as creepy or outright unsettling and he took refuge in 'visually stimulating' tomes the girls were not allowed access to.  Over time, the man's drought of female companionship took its toll and as the girls turned twenty, Ayanah could pick up on his longing stares and his occasional allusions to how much the pair owed to him.   While Shiru repeatedly assured him he was like a beloved father and offered him little more than warmth and thanks, Ayanah could tell he wanted more than a surrogate family.  Though they straddled the line for a fair stretch of time, one night their patron's desperation finally came to a peak and he confronted the pair with a smattering of incoherent flirts and stern allusions to what he was owed.   To literally anyone, this would be incoherent babble that made no sense, a drunken rant at <em>best</em>, buy Ayanah could see the desperate wolf in his eyes and slyly directed him to talk with her in private away from her sister and in a bedroom.   <br/><br/>Her outfit was barely off her shoulder before he pinned her to the bed.   <br/><br/>As time passed, their patron's mood brightened considerably as he and Ayanah spent several nights a week together.  Ultimately, Ayanah would have preferred their patron to stay <strong>only</strong> their patron, but as the months passed, she found her feelings growing more and more conflicted on their relationship.   He clearly had no interest in any sort of loving affair but... she had no interest in a loving affair with him either and, owning in no small part to her tendency to cloister herself in her studies up to now, she couldn't help but feel a small part of her enjoyed things.   Over time, her patron's tastes grew more.. eclectic and it wasn't long before she found herself bound in ropes, struck with riding crops and blindfolded almost every time they snuck away for their private excursions and, again, Ayanah was very conflicted on if she was enjoying it or not: probably not mentally, but almost certainly enjoying it physically.  It was fortunate indeed that their patron mellowed out enough to send them on a field assignment in Nirmathas.  Finally, she thought, a chance to take a break from the wild nights, clear her head and assure herself that her patron was not turning her into a masochist.  <br/><br/>Boy, did that not happen.   One risky venture too much and the sisters found themselves captured by the Ironfang legion when they quickly exhausted their limited spell reserves and were overpowered completely.  Horrifyingly, the small troupe of hobgoblins were content to keep the pair bound in their tent and not even untied for when they 'sought relief' from the pair.   Unfortunately, the situation was far, far too close to her patron's tastes, minus turning the brutality of it turned up five notches and Ayanah drove herself a little crazy trying to convince herself that she wasn't enjoying it.  To that end, when rescue finally came, she was more than willing to pledge her support for the fight against the hobgoblins, dedicating herself wholly to the anger she held towards them for their brutality and hoping it drowns out the smaller voices in her head.</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Personality</div><div class="spoiler_body">Ayanah is a thoughtful and intense person with a love of magic and endless curiosity for the arcane.  Unlike her sister, she rarely enters into anything without a plan and errs towards the side of caution in all her pursuits... though she rarely has the force of will to convince her sister otherwise.   Though she has an excellent intellectual knowledge of psychology and a fair bit of empathy as well, her odd upbringing and her tendency to study in the library rather than talk to anyone left her with an incomplete knowledge of social customs and a decidedly warped view of how relationships are supposed to work.  For this reason, she tends to be quiet observer more than anything else and though she'll offer opinions, she'll rarely rock the boat, much preferring things to work out smoothly between people, sometimes at a steep cost.  On top of all this, she's turning into a masochist and she's intellectually upset by this fact.  It's a button she hopes is not pushed in the future with her quiet but intense personality being likely to lash out at anything forcing this conflict to the surface.</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Appearance</div><div class="spoiler_body">Ayanah has deep brown eyes and black hair, much like her sister.  Unlike her sister though, she tends to wear flowing robes of muted, dark tones along with a few bits of jewelry (a bracelet, choker and circlet) generously donated by her patron who heavily encouraged her to wear them to the point where she keeps them on just out of force of habit now.  She keeps an iron-rimmed, leather-bound spellbook dangling off her belt along side her component pouch and various magical trinkets she needs in her day to day.  <br/>(http://i.imgur.com/MFmvbuq.png)</div></div><br/>TLDR:  Twin sister to Shiru.  Urchin-turned-arcanist.  Somewhat stern and intense.  Magic teacher making her question if she's turning into a masochist.<br/>-Mechanical Focus:  General arcane spellcaster, battlefield control, some blasting<br/><br/><br/>Also Hi!<br/><br/>Boy, that was more intense competition than I suspected!   I'll still need to spend some starting gold and, as I mentioned before, I could shift some archetypes around in case the party's lacking something, though right now we seem to be good, if a touch melee focused.<br/><br/>And getting injured and wanting revenge is a classic trope Hexed!<br/><br/><br/>