<div class="floatright">(https://ist5-2.filesor.com/pimpandhost.com/5/3/2/5/53250/7/e/D/v/7eDvh/2623622_20-_20Camilla_20Fire_Emblem_20Fire_Emblem_Fates_20sakimichan_l.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">Sasha</span></span>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1864388)<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Alluran Superior Lustbound<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Sorceress 9th<br/><strong>HP:</strong>55/55<strong>AC:</strong>21<strong>FF</strong>19<strong>T</strong>12<strong>Init</strong>2<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Asleep in blue crystal coffin on display, in private hidden.<br/><strong>Actions</strong>Dreaming<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Damalla<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>None<br/><hr/><hr/>Dream.<br/><br/>The natural inherent empathy an Alluran processes affects Sasha's dreams.  No more so than the trails that ensued with the portion of the test of the contestants wills.   For she is a lustbound superior creature.   Shaped by the most extremes.   Unmade and remade over and over again.  To finely be shaped into what she has become.<br/><br/>Fear is the first to assail her.   Wave after wave of fear bore through her.    For she rode the fear on multiple levels.   Like a diamond with multiple facets that gleam in its brilliance to the world.    The kaleidoscope of dreams would shimmer through her mind.  She fought through the fear of each contestant.    Oh, how she screamed through each progression and turn of the dream.<br/><br/>Fear is not the only aspect of contestants that is tested.   Lust assailed her the lust of each of the contestants.   Her body temperature rose with the heat of arousal.  The unfulfilled need that ripped to her very core.   Assaulted on the myriad of levels just as the fear had coursed through her.<br/><br/>The cruelest of the tests is the despair that comes over her from each contestant.  This threatens to take her desire to live away.    To break her in a way that even she could not have fathomed.<br/><br/>To the guards that watch over her gilded cage of opulent crystal.   She appears serene in her seemingly rest.    The truth is she thrashed and is pulled apart within her mind.    Riding each contestant fight through level of fear, lust and despair.   Until each contestant would succumb to each aspect.  All at the same time.  This mad symphony played and weaved through the layers of her mind.  Sometimes one contestant would be in the midst of one aspect such as fear and others on lust while others endure the despair.    For Sasha endures it all at the same time.    Her mind is torn apart,  sliced like a clever butcher cutting through the finest of meats.<br/><br/>It is the simple truth that helps her own fight within as her mind is shredded.    She is being unmade for her master or mistress.  That her soul may latch with not other attachment.    That she will completely be bound to whoever claims her.   For now thou she is unmade.   The test of the will is the toughest on the Alluran Sasha.   With her racial natural ability of being emphatic.<br/><br/><br/>