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All Cities Must Fall (Original, Accepting)

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All Cities Must Fall (Original, Accepting)

Chia sat on a crate in the main square, her silky and smooth voice enchanting all those who deigned to listen. A group of children sat before her, their eyes lit up, listening to the tale that she told. A few of them were at her feet, depositing coins into an iron pot. She offered a brief smile to those who gave her tips. The story seemed to be getting more intense by the moment, children holding their breaths and leaning towards the black-haired woman, trying to catch more of the story.

Chia launched into the climax, an infant's black-haired head peeking over her shoulder. The infant child giggled, laughing at something unbeknownst to the rest of the crowd, and then playing with her mother's dress. The dress itself was made of red cloth, with lots of little beads decorating it. Chia had a simple brown shawl thrown over the dress. The dress itself was almost falling apart at the seams, having been patched up far too many times to count. The hem at the bottom was ripped, and the sandals on her feet showed significant signs of wear. The infant on her back played with her shawl, giggling.

After getting the climax over with, Chia lapsed into the song bit of the story. Now this part was much different, because her singing voice was melodic and high. Her singing attracted the attention of the crowd, turning heads and drawing oohs and ahhs. To those children that listened, they felt a faint sense of wonder and joy. A few children began clapping to the beat, laughing with glee. The infant on her back beamed, giggling. Chia grinned as well. Shouldn't these people know what to expect? She was a Tamasheq, after all, and Tamasheqs were the best storytellers around.

Her smile dissolved, although she kept on singing. When she was a little girl, she had traveled with her tribe, in their caravans and tents. Although life had been hard in the desert, she had her tribe to support her and love her. But not anymore. Her mood turned grim as she remembered the way they had callously tossed out young Chia into the unforgiving wilderness. She remembered the way that she had almost died out in the wilderness before finding an oasis to drink from.

But the Temasheq gods were unforgiving of those who harbored magic in their veins. And she had always known this, had known it since she was a little girl listening to the stories of the gods. She couldn't help but ask why the gods hated the gifted. Did they have a personal vendetta against them? Did they think that they offended the gods? Chia plastered a smile on her face while singing. Whatever the gods thought, this was her life now. Her child, her stories, traveling across the world. Although she felt shame, she would accept this life.

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All Cities Must Fall (Original, Accepting)

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All Cities Must Fall (Original, Accepting)

Name: Chia de Tamasheq

Race: Human

Gender: Female

Age: 26

Birthplace: The Oasis of Sedenzi

Occupation: Traveling Storyteller

Appearance:
Chia has long, raven-black hair. Her eyes are generally light brown, sparkling when happy or inspired. She has tan, sun-kissed skin with a multitude of freckles across her face. Her rosy lips are full, and her nose is straight. She has high cheekbones and large eyes. Her eyebrows are sharp and well-defined. She has a willowy and small form, being only 5'4 and weighing 114 pounds. She is often dressed in the colorful dresses of a traditional Tamasheq storyteller, though raggedy and dirty. Her feet are usually cushioned by well-worn sandals.

Personality: Chia is a very kind and hospitable woman. She will go out of her way to help anyone in need, no matter their status. She loves hearing and telling stories through song. If you ask her to do it she will gladly accept. She can weave a story just with her melodic voice. Although calm and docile, Chia is very much like a mama bear when it comes to her child, Shadzi. Her infant daughter is her sole companion- through sand and snow, through woods and fields, Shadzi is always with her, riding on her back, in a sling, or held on her hip. So she will protect that girl by any means.

History: Chia was born as a Tamasheq, a part of a small, nomadic tribe that wandered the desert. She trained to be a storyteller from a young age, sure of a future that involved her telling the stories of her elders to her tribemates.

But one day, her whole dream changed. She had always had a beautiful voice and a passion for singing, so one day she discovered her power of Song Weaving. The elders of the tribe were not pleased, so they exiled her on the charges of being a 'witch'. That day when she was 18, she was left in the desert with nothing but the clothes on her back. Miraculously, she managed to survive, finding an oasis settlement and making a life for herself. There, she saved up enough money to buy the needed supplies and begin a career as a traveling storyteller.

6 years later, she got pregnant. She lived in the desert for months with child. But again she survived and gave birth to a healthy baby girl named Shadzi.

Now, Chia travels with her child Shadzi all over Ebonfort and beyond. She hardly ever settles in one place for long, fearing that she will get too attached to one place.

Skills:
Song Weaving
Weapon (Melee)
Cooking
Storytelling
Foraging
Running
Wilderness Survival
Singing

Possessions:
Survival Kit
Peasant's Outfit
Dagger
Donkey
Saddlebags, Small
Cooking Kit
Headboard

Companion(s)

Name: Shadzi de Tamasheq

Age: 18 months

Appearance: Shadzi has straight, soft, short brown hair, and light brown eyes. Her skin is darker than her mother's.

Personality: Shadzi is curious and loves her mother's stories.

All Cities Must Fall (Original, Accepting)

Thank you so much! I'll go make a small CS for the child (I added possessions) and go post it in the Characters tab. I know I'll love this roleplay!

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So sorry that I haven't been replying! Y'know, holidays and all that stuff...