People of Gor Character Sheets
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				Title: <strong>People of Gor Character Sheets</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>06-04-2017, 05:34:50</strong>
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				<div align="center"><em><span class="bbc_u"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Approved Characters</span></span></span></em></div><br><span style="font-family: papyrus;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">The Masters/Southerners</span></span><br><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Cicero Mason (Lord Rod)</li><li>Kahrumour Volundar (Supias)</li><li> Lodi (dblkrose) </li></ul><br><span style="font-family: papyrus;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">The Jarls/Northerners</span></span><br><br><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Hector Martos (craeric)</li></ul><br><span style="font-family: papyrus;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Kajiras/Bondmaids</span></span><br><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Namira (Vlexia)</li><li> Dior Watanabe (Sally Aces): Owned by Cicero Mason</li><li> Atiya (Story Tale) </li></ul><br><br><span style="font-family: papyrus;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Free Women/Panther Girls</span></span><br><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Adria Larentia (Jazra)</li></ul>
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				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>06-04-2017, 05:52:13</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: papyrus;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Kajira</span></span><br><div class="floatright">(http://i1120.photobucket.com/albums/l498/Nybris/ec4fe494-1373-4256-a04f-15a6fecba6a6_zps7kffywdz.jpg)(http://i1120.photobucket.com/albums/l498/Nybris/191e3ac8-bb37-449d-87c0-2e6f43a98caa_zpspy7heoj1.jpg)<br><div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">Full Appearance</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1120.photobucket.com/albums/l498/Nybris/image.jpg1_zps8sz6wvqi.jpg)</div></div></div><br><strong>Player:</strong>Vlexia<br><br><strong>Slave Name:</strong> Namira<br><br><strong>Age: </strong> 24<br><br><strong>Owner: </strong> About to be in Lodi's possession. <br><br><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong> Naturally attracted to males, but when commanded to serve or pleasure a Mistress, it is an easy command to follow.<br><br><strong>Appearance: </strong> Namira was born from a line of bred exotics. She has long, dark thick hair with natural lighter bronzed streaks through the ends and large golden irises to match. Her skin is a light caramel color, both naturally and from the warm southern sun. Her breeding has given her form a long-legged and lean physique, and where breasts may be average in size, her narrowed waist flares out into very full hips and buttocks. Her arms are lean from lack of physical work, her left upper thigh has the beautiful brand, now long healed that tells the world she is a Kajira. Her back is mostly smooth, with only faint traces of damage from firm punishments of long ago as she has now learned of the ability to please her Master in all things. Whether she is naked or dresses in silks, Namira is always wearing a very intricate collar of silver around her neck, her Master's name carved in a small plate on the front, and silver bands on her wrists that were a gift from him.<br><br><strong>Slave Type:</strong> First Girl<br><br><strong>Personality: </strong> Intelligent. It takes a keen sense of awareness to try to always be pleasing and perfect. She is firm when overseeing her Master's house, as well as the other women, as she knows any form of punishment would swift upon her back. Namira is patient in her training of new slaves brought in, observant to the smallest detail, and experienced in every action. She is beautiful in every sense of the word, not jealous or possessive, as these traits are not beautiful to a Kajira, but instead has an easy smile when a job is well done as her belly, heart, and heat burn for the approval of the one who owns her. But above all, she is loyal to her Master. Loyal and obedient, although sometimes she does act a little spoiled due to her previous owner's wealth. ONS&amp;OFFS &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=164568.0)<br><br><strong>How were you captured?: </strong>Namira's mother had been a captured Panther Girl, a fiery blonde from the Central Jungles. The woman had been purchased by a man of the Builder Caste who almost brutally tamed her down to a very penitent Display slave. He was able to trace her linage back and found her to be originally from a long line of bred exotic slaves for passion and realized her children would be extremely profitable. Paired with an exotic male, the Builder got 8 children from her before she tried to escape and was killed by a guard outside. Namira was one of these 8. Grew up never knowing her mother, she was trained by the Builder's First Girl in everything from serving to cleaning, to dancing. She was sold to a Merchant as a White Silk at the age of 16, and two years later sold as a Red Silk to her current Master. Her abilities were refined until she became who she is now.<br><br><strong>The Slave Oath</strong>:<br>&nbsp;~He is Master<br>I am slave <br><br>He commands<br>and i obey<br><br>He is owner<br>and i am owned<br><br>He is to be pleased<br>and i am to please<br><br>Why is this?<br><br>Because He is Master<br>and i am slave~<br><br><em><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Namira</span></span></em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: People of Gor Character Sheets</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>06-04-2017, 05:52:59</strong>
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				<strong>Player:</strong> Lord Rod<br><strong>Name:</strong> Cicero Mason<br><strong>Origin:</strong> New York City, NY USA - Earth<br><strong>Sex:</strong> Male<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Heterosexual<br><strong>Number of slaves owned:</strong> (1) Dior Watanabe<br><strong>Role:</strong> Heir to business empire, Merchant Caste<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong>&nbsp; Height-6'5". |&nbsp; Weight-220lbslb&nbsp; |&nbsp; Hair-Brown&nbsp; |&nbsp; Eyes-Brown<br>Handsome but rugged at the same time, with a physique obviously used to working in the outdoors.&nbsp; There are some scars on his chest and hands but nothing that is not usually covered up with the right clothing.&nbsp; He carries himself with confidence and poise with a deep smooth voice that fills the empty air.<br><br><strong>Talents:</strong> He has been trained for Gor in ways he didn't know possible.&nbsp; His father worked him practically to death building 'character' on the family farm using old and new methods; making sure he understood the family agribusiness both in product and in philosophy.&nbsp; He also strong armed him into joining the national guard and ROTC.&nbsp; Unfortunately, the only 'old school' weapon his father could convince him to learn was the bow; which he became quite good at, participating in several national tournaments.&nbsp; He has an instinctive understanding of social situations, oozes charisma and speaks fluently and well.&nbsp; He has an excellent memory and has learned several earth languages as well as Gorean (abiet with a horrible accent for now.)<br><br><strong>Possessions:</strong> Backpack full of light survival gear sans anything that violates the strictures of the high priests and two bags full of valuables; jewels, gems, gold and even more valuable, a number of cutting edge seeds in the other.&nbsp; He is wearing earth style clothing but has a 'ren fest' get up in the backpack at the insistence of his father.<br>He also has a steel knife and collapsible steel long bow.
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				Title: <strong>Re: People of Gor Character Sheets</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>06-04-2017, 05:55:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i791.photobucket.com/albums/yy199/Supias/a420e1ca-edf1-4c42-9fdc-7cb06089357c.jpg)</div><strong>Player:</strong> Supias<br><strong>Name</strong>: Kahrumour Volundar (Kahru)<br><strong>Age</strong>: 37 appears more like 24<br><strong>Sexual Orientation</strong>: Pansexual<br><strong>Caste</strong>: Once tarnsmen, now Mercenary<br><strong>Number of slaves owned</strong>: none<br><strong>Appearance</strong>:&nbsp; Height-6’3’’ weight-175lb, Hair-brown, Eyes-gold and blue, Scars-One over his chin and lip, a deep gash at his left shoulder and one kaiila bite at his right hip and thigh, excessive whip cuts upon his back.&nbsp; Kahru tends to dress in tanned skins and leather he has created himself, though inevitably there is a more scarlet hint to some of his shirts or the cording at his pouch or somewhere upon his person. He will have on his person at all times a whip and a hunting knife. As well as a sword.&nbsp; He will also carry a bow at times while traveling upon his Kaiila or while hunting, though not generally through cities.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Personality</strong>: A proud and well seasoned man, he has been through a great deal in his many travels throughout all of Gor.&nbsp; A once member of the warriors, he still holds true to most of their codes.&nbsp; Now a Mercenary and bounty hunter, he has accepted more questionable business transactions, but ultimately this Man of Gor infuriatingly honorable. Loyal to a fault, Kahru has made friends and blood brothers to both a man of the&nbsp; Wagon people, and several Jarls of Torvald though he has only ever claimed Anango as his Home stone. <br><br><strong>Note</strong>: He is addicted to Kanda root, and will become irritable and somewhat desperate if he runs out.<br>O &amp; O's (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264744.msg13068055#new)<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: People of Gor Character Sheets</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>06-04-2017, 17:39:17</strong>
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				<hr><span style="font-family: papyrus;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Kajira</span></span><hr><div class="floatright">(http://oi63.tinypic.com/sls13b.jpg)<div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">Full Appearance</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://oi65.tinypic.com/33c7myr.jpg)<div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">Kneeling</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://oi63.tinypic.com/30k7n9z.jpg)</div></div></div></div></div><strong>Player:</strong> Sally Aces<br><strong>Name:</strong> Dior Watanabe<br><strong>Origin: </strong>New York City, NY USA - Earth<br><strong>Age: </strong> 23<br><strong>Owner: </strong> Cicero Mason<br><strong>Slave Type: </strong> Pleasure Slave<br><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong> Bisexual<br><br><strong>Appearance: </strong>Height-5'9’’. |&nbsp; Weight-113lb&nbsp; |&nbsp; Hair-Black&nbsp; |&nbsp; Eyes-Brown |<br>An exotic beauty with skin the color of milk chocolate and delicate features that hint at Asian descent, Dior is the kind of woman whose presence attracts attention and whose smile invites desire. Her body is slender and willowy but possesses nice curves and a fine derrière. Graceful and flexible, after years of yoga and dance training, she's fit and athletic to boot.<br><br><strong>Personality: </strong> At the heart of things, Dior craves the limelight. If she's not the center of attention she finds a way to become so. The eyes of others are what she uses to validate herself. She's a natural storyteller who knows you to relay facts in ways that turn words into power and influence. This has given her a manipulative streak that's is concealed behind being 'funny', 'entertaining' and bold. She speaks 5 languages (English, French, Italian, Japanese, and Spanish), is intuitive and empathic, she reads people quickly and well. Yes, she's used to being spoiled, indulged and adored, but in the deepest parts of her heart she is a gentle, caring soul who seeks to help others surpass their limitations and the hypocrisies they embody.<br><br><strong>Gorean On/offs:</strong> I know, enjoy and acknowledge that on Gor I can expect NonCon, Peril, Pain and Painplay, Bondage and Dominance, Public use and punishment, submissive romance, prostitution, branding etc. <br>My only hard Offs are Vore, Scat, dismemberment and disfigurement (no hamstringing please). All I ask is if my character's actions lead toward these, please discuss OOC with me so we can come to a resolution and write it out fading to black before I get uncomfortable.<br><br><strong>How were you captured?: </strong>Dior Watanabe was one of those most millennial of creations, a Social Media Celebutant. Building on her past which included a little bit of modeling and bit parts in racier tv shows, she built a brand that was gaining real traction. Drawing upon her ability to text at ridiculous speeds one handed, get into any hot club and reach out to up and coming designers to show off their collections at THE parties of the season, she used her witty and charming 'voice' to , achieve a lifestyle few enjoy. She was the It girl of the moment, until she crossed Cicero Mason.<br><br>It was one of those 'right time, right place' kind of things. Dior was at a party, so was he and a plus one. The plus one was found passed out, half naked and clearly recently fucked. Take a few pictures, post them with sassy ruminations before anyone else hinting that a hot, 1% type guy raped a girl in full view of the part... break the internet. She had no thought for him or what it might cost him or that she was making a powerful enemy... she just took the chance and ran with it. She thought the worst that could happen was a restraining order or cease and desist, she never in a million years expected to be whisked away from all she knew to be forced into a life of sexual servitude.<br><br><strong>The Slave Oath</strong>: signed by Dior Watanabe<br><div align="center"><em>~He is Master<br>I am slave <br><br>He commands<br>and i obey<br><br>He is owner<br>and i am owned<br><br>He is to be pleased<br>and i am to please<br><br>Why is this?<br><br>Because He is Master<br>and i am slave~</em></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: People of Gor Character Sheets</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>07-04-2017, 00:07:23</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: papyrus;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Lodi</span></span><hr><div class="floatright">(http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/28800000/Theo-Theodoridis-theo-theodoridis-28883367-308-550.jpg)(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a6/Lodi.png)<div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">Full Appearance</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/28900000/Theo-Theodoridis-theo-theodoridis-28910035-440-660.jpg)</div></div></div><br><strong>Player:</strong> dblkrose<br><br><strong>Age:</strong> 27<br><br><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong> Heterosexuality<br><br><strong>Caste:</strong> Caste of Assassins<br><br><div align="center"><em> "Welcome, Killer," said the man, addressing the Assassin by what, for that caste, is a title of respect.<br></em><br>Assassin of Gor&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Book 5&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Page 14</div><br><strong>Number of slaves owned:</strong> None<br><br><strong>Appearance: </strong> The Assassin, clad in black, held himself at ease. Tall and muscular his movement fluid and graceful like some great hunting feline. His helm black, a clear indication of his caste, hooded dark calculating eyes. A strong prominent chin sporting a few days of growth. It was to my surprise that when this killer removed his helm and a cascade of brown locks tumble forth like a mane, I saw before me a Young Lion confident in his skill and deadly in his trade. The smile he wore on his face said only one thing, "I could kill you.. if I pleased. <br><br><div align="center">*6'1* *186 lbs* *Tan Skin (Greek Complexion)* *Long Brown Hair* *Deep Dark Brown Eyes* <br>*Eerily Calm Voice and Mannerism (Hardly ever yells)*</div><br><strong>Personality: </strong> Lodi's devilish good looks and off putting smile hides the inherent cruel streak that lurks within the man. Cold blooded in his craft this Assassin will waste no time with a brag or boast but instead strike like a serpent ending his prey quickly so that he can fade into the night. Lodi prefers very little company with the exception of a pleasure slave or two and goblet of Turian Liquor. He is mission orientated to the point of obsession but can be distracted by something fine and or beautiful. Lodi loves to train both his body and swordsmanship to their limits. The Killer also enjoys teaching to his trade to those willing to learn. Not yet a Master Assassin he knows that his talents can and will improve and seeks harder more dangerous challenges to test himself. Deep down inside the Man rest the soul of poet and the mind of a scholar yet the need to sate his bloodlust from time to time make him seem empty and hollow.<br><br><strong>Background:</strong> It is a rare thing for an assassin such as Lodi to ever speak of his past; it has happened only once. The Killer once shared a tale after displaying his ability to remove a bag full of tarns off a passing merchant, that he had once pickpocketed the wrong man in his youth and led said person on a chase that cover a good part of Ar on foot before he was caught. He had used every trick and skill of evasion he had known as street orphan but this man that he had dare to steal from, a man dressed in black robes, was far more skilled in catching fleeing prey. When finally Lodi found himself a sword thrust away from death as the would be victim turned predator held his life in his hand he was offered a choice in recognition of his potential. A choice that changed... everything. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: People of Gor Character Sheets</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>07-04-2017, 20:16:00</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://imgur.com/hbvKQPZ.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: papyrus;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Adria Larentia<br><strong>Player:</strong> Jazra<br><strong>Age: </strong> 23<br><strong>Guardian:</strong> Sandalius (Vanished)<br><strong>Hometown:</strong> Port Kar<br><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong> Heterosexual, but bi-curious<br><strong>Caste:</strong> Thieves’ Caste (Port Kar)<br><strong>Number of slaves owned:</strong> None<br><strong>Appearance: </strong> Height-5’3’’ weight-125lb, Hair-Long and black, Eyes one is vivid blue, the other is almond brown, Scars: one small three pointed brand behind and below her right eye on her upper cheek. She is strong for her sex and size with great endurance due to a life of hard, physical training in the skills of her caste. Her body is slender with feminine, but slight curves. <br><br><strong>Personality: </strong><br>Adria appears aloof and cynical in public. In small groups of friends, however, she reveals a natural friendly and even loving nature. While she is hesitant to trust, once a person does enter her inner circle of friendship, she is very loyal. <br><br><strong>Talents:</strong> Adria is a trained thief with a focus on the ability to infiltrate small and high up locations. She is a skilled acrobat and skilled at sleight of hand and pick pocketing. But most people know her as a skilled leather worker who makes intricately detailed, almost artistic weapon sheathes and, if given enough time, can also turn out armor. She will often say if recognized as a member of the Thieves’ caste, “there are thieves, true masters of the art, and then there are simple folk like myself who entertain woman, slaves, and children with my humble if inadequate skills.” She is not a warrior, but she is skilled with a blade and can place a series of daggers in a target. <br><br><strong>Possessions:</strong> A set of four beautifully balanced, dangerously sharp throwing daggers and a crossbow. Lock picks, a deck of fortune telling cards, dice (not loaded, but she can make them turn up as she desires most of the time), and a few other minor tricks. She possesses a bag of medium value gemstones that she had gained over a period and this represents her life savings.&nbsp; She also carries a small supply of Kanda root, which she uses to keep alert and awake when such is called for.<br><br><strong>Note:</strong> Adria is the daughter-in-law of the Thief Guild master in Port Kar. Sandalius (nickname Sand) was her husband. His fate is unknown as he vanished after accepting a dangerous assignment. For some reason, her father-in-law now holds a grudge against her and after there was a kidnap attempt by slavers, she left Port Kar. She is a friend of Kahru, who also knew and was a friend of Sandalius.</span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: People of Gor Character Sheets</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>07-04-2017, 22:12:57</strong>
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				<hr><span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: Papyrus;" class="bbc_font">Northern Jarl</span></span><br><hr><div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/5c/fe/d6/5cfed60978696f78b3025c0171122a87.jpg)</div><strong>Player</strong>: craeric<br><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/forums/onsoffs.php?u=58331)</div><strong>Name</strong>:&nbsp; Hector Martos<br><br><strong>Age</strong>:&nbsp; 24<br><br><strong>Homestone Name</strong>: Argyle<br><br><strong>Sexual Orientation</strong>: Heterosexual<br><br><strong>Number of slaves owned</strong>: None (yet)<br><br><strong>Area of Trade</strong>: Caste of builders.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Appearance</strong>: <br>Hector is a large man.&nbsp; That is the first impression any who look upon him would see.&nbsp; He stands almost six and a half foot, and is nearly as broad of shoulder as he is tall.&nbsp; He rips with strngth and muscle, the kind of man that free women secretly dream of serving,&nbsp; that barbarian women write 'romance novels' about.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>Hector has not only the physique but the appearance of a classical god, his hair, though long in dreadlocks, is a wavey black, his eye radiate a dark green as though of a pine.&nbsp; &nbsp;A deep scar is the only thing that could be said to 'mar' his anguler hawklike face, running from the corner of his left eye to his neck.&nbsp; &nbsp;His Olive skin is otherwise flawless.<br><br><strong>Personality</strong>: Hector is above all a man of Honor.&nbsp; Though not a warrior, he has some skill with a blade, but he prefers to build the fortifications over defending them.&nbsp; He is despite the stereotype of size a remarkably intelligent man, and knows he is handsome.&nbsp; He has just finished his training as a designer of buildings, an archatect in Urths barbaric tounge.&nbsp; &nbsp;Hector is always true to his word, and is fairly gregarious.<br>Hectors greatest desire is to find a barbarian slave.&nbsp; He has heard of there lusts, needs, and often times intoxicating buety.&nbsp; He knows of Urth from a contract his father had with the priest kings, and cannot imagine the horrors the poor women face to never know the strength of true masterful men such as himself.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: People of Gor Character Sheets</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>12-04-2017, 16:39:22</strong>
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				<hr><span style="font-family: papyrus;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Kajira</span></span><hr><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8d/Atiya_2.jpg)<div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">Full Appearance</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e6/Atiya_1.jpg)<div style="display: block;" class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;" class="spoiler_header">Tied</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/35/Atiya_3.jpg)</div></div></div></div></div><strong>Player:</strong> Story Tale<br><strong>Name:</strong> Atiya <br><strong>Age:</strong> 23<br><strong>Owner:</strong> Owned by a local tavern.<br><strong>Slave Type:</strong> White Silk<br><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong> Bisexual<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> <br>-Height: 5'5-&nbsp; &nbsp; -Hair: Blonde-&nbsp; &nbsp; -Eyes: Blue-&nbsp; &nbsp; -Build: Slender- <br>Atiya has medium length, sandy blond hair. Her eyes are large and dark blue and her skin is tanned from working in the sun either from cleaning around the tavern or running errands for her Master. She is of average height and slender build with full breasts and well muscled ass and thighs. When seen about the streets of Gor she is clothed in white silk and wears the collar of her tavern Master as well as an iron belt around her pelvis to protect her white silk status. Lash marks and bruises mar her otherwise flawless skin given to her from one free or another for one petty infraction or another.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> <br>-Quiet, creative, calm, withdrawn, shy, distrustful-<br>Atiya is deceptively quiet - deceptive because she really doesn’t have much choice. She knows hardly any gorean, only a few basic commands and replies. Her head is bursting with unsaid thoughts and ideas though and, since it is rare that she has anyone to speak to that understands her, she tends to resort to daydreaming. She often will, on the way back from an errand, follow a Free a couple of paces behind just to see where they go and what they do. She is insatiably curious and is rapidly learning the ways of Gor, though she still pretends to know as little as possible since she is fearful of having to step into the role of a red silk.<br><br>She has become accustomed to hard work as she is often left with the brunt of the cleaning and chores around the tavern. These chores fall on her shoulders since, as a white silk, she is unable to serve the men's most basic needs. In essence her life consists of waking up, tending to whatever chore list her Master gives her and taking as much time doing those as she can so that she doesn't have to be around the other slaves or the Gorean men. She has learned very quickly that most slaves on Gor are not her friends, they would rather push her under the bosk wagon than suffer the punishment of the Free. <br><br>Because of all the afore mentioned reasons and due to the fact that her current Master doesn't have the time or patience to fully train a white silk to be anything other than an errand girl she is has so far been able to get away with being a somewhat secluded, solitary white silk. <br><br><strong>How were you captured?:</strong><br>She was captured with her sister on Earth (Urth?). After a long treck through Gor to the nearest slave auction she was placed on the block as a package deal, one red silk, one white, Atiya being the white silk. The tavern owner that purchased Atiya and her sister had far more use for the red silk than the white although he kept Atiya as a white silk in hopes to sell her for a profit later. He had grand plans of training her in the ways of dance and pleasure but alas, Atiya was neither graceful or full of a slaves desire. This wouldn’t have been a problem for a slave trainer but for a tavern owner it was more than he had time for. Often he would comment to any patron that would listen that he would sell this incompetent white silk for half what he payed but most men who attended his tavern weren’t looking to train a girl – they were looking for one already trained in the ways of pleasing. <br><br><br>~He is Master<br>I am slave <br><br>He commands<br>and i obey<br><br>He is owner<br>and i am owned<br><br>He is to be pleased<br>and i am to please<br><br>Why is this?<br><br>Because He is Master<br>and i am slave~<br><br>&nbsp; <strong>-Atiya</strong><br>
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