Malice-Bronwyn
Feb 8, 2012 20:55:42 GMT -6
Post by Malice MacArran on Feb 8, 2012 20:55:42 GMT -6
Yvonne Strahovski
NAME: Malice-Bronwyn
TITLE: none
AFFILIATION: solraya
AGE: nineteen
OCCUPATION: highwayman
LIKES: gypsies, jewels, money, challenges, games, dancing, singing, seducing men, using people, theivery, the truth, herself, being a highwayman, defying gender roles, defying expectations, craftiness, men with wit, being better than a man, her own wit, being unique
DISLIKES: love, falseness, religion, men, being used, (somewhat deep within her) herself, (also deep) having to resort to being a highwayman, being cut off from the world, no longer being a gypsy, wealthy people
QUIRKS/HABITS:
-Malice is completely distrusting of the male kind. All of them.
-Malice is seductive but deadly.
-Malice is imposing and greedy and likes to steal.
FEARS:
-Phobia of poison and being poisoned
-Irrational fear of men; dealt with by her trade
-The spirits of her parents
TOXIC SECRET: Malice was raped and left for dead by an estranged nobleman, and took up theivery.
FATHER: Rousch MacArran
MOTHER: Guineviere
OTHERS:
Clauriess (17), Fidela (14), Arachinae (12) -- sisters
Rousch II (21), Jamisary (9) -- brothers
HISTORY: Malice spent most of her younger years with a travelling gypsy band, the one of her mother. She had three sisters and two brothers, all sired by different men (as her mother was a wild gypsy-woman). But they were all very close and within the band, they made their own group, wherein each vowed their unending loyalty and support to their siblings-until death.
This life sufficed for many years, and the band fared well on what they had. Malice was well made for the life of a gypsy, and learned early on how to sell goods with just a smile or a lusty eye. The thing was, Malice did not want to be the kind of person her mother was. Unlike many gypsies, Malice abstained from sexual rituals and actions among the gypsies- she did not view the men as strong, attractive mates with whom to romp in bed and share herself, but instead as dirty, indulgent beings with whom she wanted no relations. Malice always saw herself as the most intelligent of her band, and the older she grew, the more she realised that she was the odd one, the estranged virgin.
So one night, Malice left. She broke her group's covenant and fled the band of gypsies she had always held so close to her heart. She swore she'd go find somewhere to use her real strength, to go work fields or serve a good vassal. She would be a peasant, or a serf, or a maid.
But as she wandered on the road to her own destiny, Malice was caught in the trap of a highwayman, who stole her jewels, her belongings, and her virginity. When she awoke the next day, sore and bleeding in several spots, Malice realised that she'd been stabbed multiple times and left for dead by a man who had stolen everything that she had.
When she had recovered, Malice vowed she would never again be used, and instead incite her revenge upon mankind and the lusty women that bedded it. Malice didn't believe in love, ever, and this occasion had cost her even more distrust in it. She changed almost overnight, and her now-cold eyes were set on one purpose- revenge. Malice took up the trade that had nearly killed her, claiming it to be her only salvation. She was now the only female highwayman to stop the wealthy, to steal their jewels, and to get them back for all that they'd cost her.
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