Oṣupa Hënë
"One life is all we have and we live it as we believe in living it. But to sacrifice what you are and to live without belief, that is a fate more terrible than dying."-Joan of Arc
NameOṣupa Hënë
NicknamesSupa. Aside from being a shortened version of her first name, it also has a similar meaning to "Klutz" in the language of her race.
Age23
GenderFemale
RaceFaunus
KingdomNavaria
AppearanceOṣupa is, as is obvious, a Faunus. To be more specific, she is a "wolf person" as outsiders to Deaus might call her. Her people are famous for their pure capacity for devotion, as well as their willingness to defend that which they devote themselves to. It is common and even expected of members of her race to give their lives to save those of the people they have pledged their loyalty to. Beyond her ears and tail, however, little sets her kind apart from a human on the outside.
She rarely wears anything other than her surprisingly ornate traditional dress, which was passed down through her family for generations with each owner adding their own personal touch. Hers happened to be a ring of triangles near the very bottom. She will sometimes don a metal collar and chain around her neck, with the chain tied to her dress. Such things are common for wolf people, as the collar and chain is almost always used to show that one of them is a slave. Whoever is holding the other end of the chain, of course, is the owner. To tie the chain to yourself is to declare your freedom.
In stature, she is somewhat petite, and definitely significantly shorter compared to the outsiders from beyond Deaus. She isn't someone who could rely on brute strength in a fight, though she is also not the out-of-shape scholar who has no method of defense. Her endurance is fine as are her leg muscles, the problem is that if she tried to throw a punch it would feel more like a tap.
Equipment- Curtana: A light sword made for slashing, which she carries in a leather sheath on her waist. She stole it from her master during the slave revolt that set her free, making it a reminder of what she left behind as well as a weapon. It was forged by a master of the Book of Alchemy, in an attempt to recreate ancient weapons said to be powerful enough to cut through other blades. Said attempt failed horribly, leaving it as little more than an exceptionally light sword. Rumor has it, two other swords were forged from the same metal by a master of the Book of Genesis and one of the Book of Circus.
- Torsti: A weapon of her own design and construction named after a friend of hers killed in the slave revolt, Torsti is an ingenious combination of a knife and a crossbow that can be worn on one's wrist. Using a complicated system of springs and other such devices the blade can be hidden inside of it and the crossbow folded up innocuously. Due to the low penetrating power of the crossbow bolts (one would be lucky to have one reach the heart), she dips them in belladonna poison in order to make sure they're actually worth something. Though it is possible to use in a brawl or even a more formal battle, she generally uses Torsti when she has to be discreet, and will often use the crossbow at close range simply to avoid being seen with blood stains on her clothes.
- Breast Plate: Finally, Oṣupa owns a simple, metal breastplate. Not a full set of plate armor, not even any other parts of one, just the breastplate. Partially due to how heavy a full set would be (thus inhibiting her mobility-centric fighting style), but mostly because she could never afford one unless she somehow managed to become a knight or some other renowned warrior.
MagicOṣupa is in the process of mastering the Book of Blazing, and is already very much capable of the basic spells and some more advanced ones. Ever since her time in Maverin, she has hoped to rediscover the lost non-combat spell.
PersonalityOṣupa is not a mean person. She will generally treat others with kindness, trust and love, as do most members of her race. Of course, their trust is often cited as why they are now a subservient race to humanity, and with good reason. She will often open up far too much to people she doesn't know well enough, and this habit has come rather close to getting her into trouble countless times. Also notable is how quickly and easily her opinions of those she trusts can change. She has a great fear of abandonment, and the prolonged, unexplained absence of someone will often lead to her being afraid that they hate her. In a nutshell, she treats every relationship as if she were a teenager in the 21st century texting their boyfriend.
Of course, being a wolf person, she has an incredible capacity for loyalty. If she meets the right person, she is capable of throwing everything she has behind them in support. When she is fighting to protect someone, she will always be able to find that extra bit of strength she needs to win if it means protecting someone she trusts. In an odd contrast to this, however, she is a revolutionary. Decades of her family being sold like cattle have led her, the first free woman in generations, to despise the slave owners and the government that allows the practice to exist. To her, all slave owners are monsters and all Imperial officials are men who only pledge allegiance to the tax money that pays them, no exceptions.
Traits- What traits does you character have? Can be talents both combat and non-combat related, sexual orientation, weird quirks, phobias, etc. Add more bullet points if need be.
- Clumsy: Incredibly clumsy. If it can be dropped, it will be dropped. If there is a step, it will be tripped over.
- Loyal: She'll stick by your side until one of you dies, maybe even longer.
- Trusting: Okay, what's the cool thing you wanted to show me in this dark alley next to too much industry for me to use my magic?
- Stubborn: In a fight, she won't give up until there is nothing else she is physically capable of doing.
- Weak Punches: It's okay if she punches you in the balls, the worst it can do is tickle a little.
- Great Sense of Smell: As a wolf person, she is the one to ask if you need something tracked. Her nose is far, far beyond the sensitivity of any human's.
- Keen Eye: Once again a racial trait, she has a very keen eye for detail... as well for where the arrow will land.
- Likes to Stargaze: She can spend hours looking up at the night sky.
- Scared of the Thunder: Lighting strikes will shake her up, if not just send her running for cover.
HistoryOṣupa was born in Imperia, directly into slavery at a plantation in Navaria. She never knew her mother, as the woman had been sold to a lord as a sex slave just after Oṣupa's birth. Her father was killed as an example to the other slaves when she was three, leaving her only family being her sister and brother. Her brother, as the oldest (and also the only male in the family) took up the position of her father at the age of thirteen. By keeping their heads low, they managed to avoid the same fate that had befallen their parents.
When she was five, however, she was taken out of the fields and ordered to act as a playmate for her master's children. She was dressed up in lavish clothing and washed every morning as if she was one of her master's own children, but at the end of the day, she still had to sleep on a dirt floor covered in mud with the only heat available coming from her fellow slaves. Still, it was better than grueling labor in the fields, and she gained much from the children she was made to entertain. They still didn't understand the class difference, and she became good friends with the two young sons of her master.
As time went on, of course, those two sons were taught things only children of a noble could learn. Through them, she learned as well. How to write, how to do arithmetic. Had her brother not been there to warn her against demonstrating such knowledge, she would have been killed before her tenth birthday. Instead, she became the smartest member of her family. Her master's children turned into young men, and learned of why they lived in the house and she lived outside. Her brother had told her stories of what happened then. Friends became foes, slaves got ratted out and killed. He told her to run away and never stop if anyone came for her.
But they didn't.
The children that were her friends continued to be her friends despite what they now knew, and with their extra newfound freedom, they often met with her to keep teaching. One (named Gavril) was an apprentice at a blacksmith's shop, and since Oṣupa was now a household servant (her duty to entertain the children having stopped when the children stopped needing to be entertained), he often took her with him to "Carry things around and the like, run errands, that sort of thing" as he had told his father. There, she discovered her proficiency for fire magic thanks to an incident involving Gavril's hair and a furnace.
Obviously, this proficiency was never mentioned to her master, and the blacksmith and Gavril chose to keep it a secret and help develop it. Soon, she was lighting the fires in the shop and using her magic to make them burn hotter. Things seemed to be okay. Her brother and sister were safe thanks to her friendship, and was was learning new skills to help them and everyone else out (it's a lot easier to sleep on cold nights if you can start a fire in seconds). It wasn't the best life, but there were much less fortunate situations to be in.
Until the fire.
Now, it was not a secret that Oṣupa had fire magic. Everyone knew, and her master did nothing about it because it did nothing but placate the other slaves. This made the fire that swept over the plantation that much worse for her. An entire crop was lost, and part of her master's house burned down. It wasn't her fault, but the fact that said part of her master's house had included his other son made him blind to that simple fact. He immediately put the blame on her, and said that all the slaves had a hand in it. When he ordered her execution the next morning, she thought that was the end of it.
Instead, Gavril came to the slave quarters that night with some things the blacksmith had given him. Swords, spears, shields, all made for the army. He hadn't believed his father's words for a second, and to his teenage mind, his father just wanted to hurt the slaves that had served him and his best friend for no reason at all. He told the slaves that they could change their lives for the better, and urged them to kill his father. There wasn't anyone who refused to act.
They stormed the house that night, and killed their master. The plantation was once again set ablaze, and this time it was Oṣupa's fault. Anybody who might tell the truth of what had happened to the townsfolk was killed. And so, aside from the blacksmith, everyone believed the deaths to be the result of a candle falling over. The will of her master was carried out as it was meant to be, and his possessions were split evenly between his family. As Gavril was the only one left, everything went to him. Including the slaves.
He proved himself to be exactly what the appeared, and freed every last one of them.
Most remained on the plantation to pick up the pieces and rebuild it, while some left for other lands. Gavril suggested that Oṣupa study in Maverin to develop and hone her magical skills, with him paying for it all. She gladly accepted, chose to enhance her natural skills, and spent five years studying the Book of Blazing. With the little off time she had, she often went back to the plantation to visit Gavril and sometimes help out a bit. Finally, at the age of 19, she returned home.
Gavril had, of course, become lord of the town after his father's death. Thanks to the visits and memories of Oṣupa, though, he never let the power get to him. He still helped the blacksmith from time to time, and had become a fully-fledged one in his own right. He decided to let her stay in the manor house (which had been rebuilt using stone, with Gavril having learned his lesson after the death of his mother). Everything, for once, went back to normal for her. She remained engaged in magical studies, and often discussed magic with travelers and soldiers alike.
One day, Gavril received an invitation from Gallogoth. When word of him freeing his slaves got out, he had apparently become well-known in the Commonwealth as an Imperian noble with common sense. The invitation asked that he come to a meeting in Gallogoth, where scholars and nobles from far and wide were to discuss the end of slavery and its benefits in the Commonwealth. He had never given widespread abolition much thought, only really having thought of freeing his own slaves as paying off the debt he owed them for making him the town's lord. Nevertheless, he accepted it and brought along Oṣupa, thinking it would be a great contribution to bring a former slave.
After about a week spent discussing the issue at the Forums of Gallogoth, the two returned with a long list of reasons slavery was inherently flawed. The moment they returned, Gavril declared that slavery was to be outlawed within his domain. The act raised eyebrows in Imperia, but ultimately, nothing was done to stop it. After all, Gavril was just a single lord who controlled a single town. There wasn't any reason to interfere with a lord's personal doings.
Of course, the meeting in Gallogoth led to many other being persuaded of the wrongs of slavery as well. Quite a few being Imperial nobles. Some of them banned slavery in their lands as well, and those who did sent letters to Gavril praising him for being such a forward-thinker. In time, he found himself the head of an anti-slavery movement, all thanks to one night where he chose loyalty over his best friend over loyalty to his father. Oṣupa, of course, found herself as the face of the movement. A former slave, now a learned scholar and mage? There was no better symbol of the idea that slaves were no less than any other person.
She and Gavril began to lay the groundwork for a movement to overturn the establishment of slavery within the Empire. Agreements between the supporting nobles, trade agreements and alliances with the Commonwealth, and the expansion of their own personal armies. On the surface, they all swore fealty to the Emperor and were nothing more than a group of a few odd nobles who were too kind for their own good. Just like Oṣupa, they laid low, built themselves up, and waited for the fire.
Now, she is 23. It has been three years since she and Gavril went to Gallogoth to speak at the forum, and they continue to build their strength and make alliances. Meanwhile, unbeknownst to them, the fire for which they have been waiting is just beginning to enter their land.
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