Sondra was not looking foward to this. She knew that above all else.<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/grmyl.jpg)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Character Sheet</div><div class="spoiler_body">Name: Blue Sondra<br/>Concept: Showy Gladiatrix<br/>Appearance: Sondra is a tall, but well-built woman with long blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and a preference for loose, revealing blue clothing. She has ravishingly beautiful features, but her eyes and smile contain a razor’s edge. <br/><br/>Background: <br/><br/>Abilities<br/><br/>(Physical)<br/>3 Strength<br/>5 Dexterity<br/>3 Stamina<br/><br/>(Mental)<br/>2 Intelligence<br/>2 Perception<br/>3 Wits<br/><br/>(Social)<br/>3 Charisma<br/>5 Appearance<br/>2 Manipulation<br/><br/>Abilities<br/>28<br/>Supernal:<br/><br/>Caste:<br/>Athletics 5<br/>Performance 5 (Dance)<br/>Presence 3<br/>Resistance 2<br/>Integrity 2<br/><br/>Favored:<br/>Brawl 5<br/>Dodge 3<br/>Socialize 3<br/>Linguistics 1<br/>Awareness 1<br/><br/>Unfavored:<br/>Lore 1<br/>Ride 1<br/><br/>Merits<br/>Linguistics 3 (Guild Cant, Foresttongue, Dragontongue, Riverspeak native)<br/>Mighty Thews 3<br/>Eidetic Memory<br/>Direction Sense<br/>Contacts 1 (Slaves)<br/><br/>Charms<br/><br/>Intimacies<br/><br/>Defining:<br/>Ambition (I want to be somebody)<br/>Principle (Keep your eyes on the prize)<br/>Principle (If you say I can’t, I want to it even more)<br/><br/>Major:<br/>Principle (Dance is the highest and most enjoyable art…)<br/>Principle (...but fighting is almost as good!)<br/>Emotion (Wanderlust)<br/><br/>Minor:<br/>Favorite food (spicy!)<br/>Gambler (Can’t turn down a good wager!)<br/><br/>Gear and Combat Stats:<br/><br/>Gear<br/><br/>Derived Stats<br/>Evasion: 5<br/>Parry: 5<br/>JB: 4<br/>Withering Attack: <br/>Light Unarmed: <br/>Decisive Attack:<br/>Rush:<br/>Resolve: 3<br/>Guile: 3<br/><br/>Extra Stats<br/><br/>Essence: 1<br/>Personal Essence: 0<br/>Peripheral Essence: 0<br/>Committed Essence: 0<br/>Willpower: 5/5<br/><br/>Bonus Points:<br/>2 on Athletics 5<br/>2 on Brawl 5<br/>2 on Performance 5<br/>8 on Dexterity 5<br/><br/>Solar XP:<br/></div></div></div><br/><br/>Growing up with her parents in the caravan had been about as good as it got for traveling entertainers. The caravan was rich and traveled along rewarding routes, with well-heeled patrons waiting at each stop. The loan they had taken should have just been a bridge to keep them in the black until they reached the next stopover. But then a horde of wyld barbarians came whooping out of the woods and took her parents away, leaving young Sondra with nothing more than a pile of debts she could never repay...and a gangly height just a little too great to go unnoticed. She often bitterly reflected that if it had been a year or two before, she probably would have been ignored and the debts written off.<br/><br/>But no, slavery it was for tall Sondra. And then year after year of brutal gladiator training: carrying water up and down hills, katas half the day, fighting other girls until she could barely stand, eating a thick gruel mixed with milk. Excelling at her duties only made things worse: the water became stones, her katas were done blindfolded or on high poles, and the girls became boys she had to fight until she pissed blood.<br/><br/>With all this stimulus, puberty hit her like a ton of bricks. She grew a foot in a year, grew lean and slender, and soon got so good at her job that the trainers had to bring professionals from the lower ranks of gladiators to spar with her. Unfortunately for tall Sondra, she also became beautiful. She had masses of leonine blonde hair, swollen curves, and an athletic grace that couldn't help but make men and women ache with need. Thus it was that tall Sondra became "Blue" Sondra, so named in honor of Venus, the azure goddess of physical pleasure and beauty. She had been marked out for a very valuable job for her master, indeed.<br/><br/>Thus it was that she found herself in a warm bronze basin, lathering herself up with expensive soap while two of the domestic slaves fussed over her long, gorgeous hair.<br/><br/>"So...I can see where this is going." She said, then ladled a cupful of water over herself. "I'm just wondering: isn't it...well, I heard stories. And you girls probably know the score, right? Please, level with me. Have I already been sold? I've heard of girls being bought just for their first time."