[hider=Grace]NAME: Grace Ayverin, "The Soulsnatcher", "The Tainted Child", Zhir Zori-ic

ABSTRACT: A misunderstood Golemancer condemned for sacrificing children.

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DETAIL:

She only used her magic to get back what was taken from her.

They didn't ask her her circumstance.

She only used spirits of the naturally deceased. Animals and the rare volunteer.

They didn't believe her tale.

She was a scared little girl the first time she used her gift.

They called her Demonspawn.

She could have easilly told her creations to rise up and rip apart their transport, kill everyone around her, and returned to lay waste to their cities and castles.

They lived on regardless.

Despite their accusations, she was no murderer, no force of Evil to leave children orphaned or wives widowed. When they came with their armies, she put up no fight, allowed them to put her in irons, and stoicly accepted her fate as they sentenced her to a slow execution.

She had always known she would be condemned for her gift, and had made peace with it long ago. She would take her last bow with grace, as her mother had named her and raised her for.

As she drifted off to sleep in the back of the waggon, the tiny wooden bird on her shoulder whispered into her ear before flying away.

"I am proud of you, my beautiful daughter."
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