<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/FQuTx0x.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Liliana (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1295999)<br/><strong>Age/Gender/Race:</strong>22/Female/Human<br/><strong>Class/Level:</strong>Kineticist 5<br/><strong>Personality (1-2 paragraph minimum):</strong><br/><br/>She can be warm, or she can be scalding.  She is somewhat unpredictable in her temperament, like the fire she now embodies.  Her plans aren't typically long, drawn out affairs, instead she simply takes what she can when she can.  Still, she can be devious and cunning when needed.<br/><br/><strong>Sin you're associated/branded with:</strong>Greed<br/><strong>Your Pet:</strong>None yet<br/><strong>PC's casual Ons:</strong>Freedom, money or wealth, comfort<br/><strong>PC's casual Offs:</strong>Being told what to do, having things taken away from her<br/><strong>PC's sexual Ons:</strong>Pain, denying others, being worshipped<br/><strong>PC's sexual Offs:</strong>Bondage of any kind, being forced to submit, embarrassment,<br/><strong>Background (2-4 paragraphs minimum/max, include details about life in village of Lakevale and description on your part of the events what happened to you):</strong><br/><br/>Liliana lived a simple life in Lakevale.  She was a simple barmaid in the city, but always wanted just a little bit more from life.  She'd learned early on how drunk people were usually easy marks to make a few extra coins on the side.  She wasn't the most flirtatious person, but she was pretty enough, and when she couldn't get them to willingly give her some extra money she had quite nimble fingers to pull a few extra coins here and there on her own.  She'd been saving to hopefully leave the city and set out on her own, but it seemed like it was never quite enough for her to finally commit to leaving.<br/><br/>Unfortunately she crossed paths with the Baron and often times his "guests" or "friends".  The owner of the bar was happy enough to turn her in the direction of the Baron to help keep him happy.  Most others were too afraid to help her, if they even knew what was going on.  The abuse continued for years, which helped root her to the city.  They would often joke about hunting her down if she did try to leave.<br/><br/>They came again one final time when the city was burning.  She was trying to gather her things, but the flames lapped up a number of her old possessions.  When they confronted her in some vain attempt to satisfy some consummation of the destruction of the city, she broke down mentally.  She stabbed and stabbed and stabbed them until they were little more than minced human.  Flames licked at her flesh, some of her clothes burnt and ripped, her flesh badly burned.  Eventually she found the other few female survivors--some she recognized though none of them were really old friends--and joined in their plea for help.<br/><br/>Healed of her burns Liliana became the insatiable greed of incarnate flame.  There was little on her mind about what had happened before, this was the 'more' that she always knew she wanted.  What little might have remained of the once innocent barmaid was long since flensed away.