Returning BT Civie - Racelle Colford - No CC

[Arath Faringal]

Full Name: Racelle Colford

Age: 21

Height: 5'6''

Weight: 120 pounds

Build: Slender

Eyes: Blue

Hair: Light Brown almost blonde

Description: She is of average height and slim but sturdy build. She is pretty but not overly beautiful.

 

 

BIO:

 

Racelle Colford was the third child of Ariel and Branlet Colford. Her parents ran an inn in the Outer City and Branlet also traded horses. Racelle was attached to her father's side at every horse sale. She road in a saddle better than she could walk during her early years. Her first horse was a small gelded pony named Tiny. Her mother had paddled her behind for riding it through her common room one memorable summer day.

 

She was fourteen when her mother told her she was old enough to stop fooling with horses and earn her keep in the Inn. However, after putting her in the common room to wait tables for a day, Ariel nearly sent her back to her father's stable. Racelle fell completely twice, stumbled and dropped plates three times, and when one of the plates landed in the lap of a Guardsman, Ariel had her washing dishes the rest of the day. Ariel gave her husband a severe lecture for letting Racelle ride a horse everywhere she went before letting her learn to balance on her own two feet properly. It took Racelle almost two years to learn enough grace to wait tables without dropping things or tripping over her own feet, yet by the time she was sixteen her feet didn't seem to be her enemy anymore. She danced with the young men and even sang with the musicians when her mother would let her. 

 

As a young adult she developed a routine of taking a ride outside the city walls most mornings to escape from her duties in the inn. Her father's horses enjoyed the exercise and Racelle felt freedom riding away from the city gates. These excursions reminded her of the adventures she read about in storybooks. The inn wasn't far from the eastern gate and each ride she took found her going farther and farther from the city. She tried to not be gone too long, her mother got antsy when she was not back by midday, so she started her journeys as soon as the city gates opened in the early morning.

 

One such morning, she took her own red roan mare, Rose, on her morning ride. Racelle kicked her to a lope as she waved to the guards at the gate. She normally stayed on the road, but on a whim she strayed down a lane that led through the thick forestry a few miles from Caemlyn. She was enjoying the scenery, keeping the mare at a crisp trot, when the trees gave way to what appeared to Racelle's eyes as a community of some kind. A man stepped out in front of her horse.

 

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Racelle had walked headlong into the Black Tower Farm unknown to herself. The man that stepped in front of her horse was the current M'hael Haran, Dashiva Somtaaw, whom she later came to know as her captor and jailor. The Farm is a closely held secret of the Black Tower, and in order to maintain the secrecy, she was forced to reside there permanently. Dashiva gave her a place to sleep in his own home, even if the only space available was his own bed. Despite this, Dashiva treated her as fairly and with as much respect as a prisoner could be treated.

 

The first months of her residency were rough; they allowed her no contact with the world outside. She made a total of six escape attempts. Between each escape Racelle became more and more fond of Dashiva. Sleeping in the same bed with him did not help, but despite this, he had never acted untoward with her or expected anything from her. The fifth escape attempt nearly cost Dashiva his life. Using this to her advantage, she made her sixth and last attempt shortly after Dashiva's Healing while he was still barely able to walk on his own. When he came after her again, in his weakened state, her heart shattered with guilt. Before he could reprimand her for escaping again, she spoke the strongest oath she could think of, vowing that she would not leave again.

 

After making the oath Racelle discovered that she was not the only one who had developed feelings for her bed partner. She began spending her days in Dashiva's inn just as she had in Caemlyn. On occasion, she even managed to talk Dash into taking rides with her in the mornings after his exercises. It was not long before Dashiva's demotion that the two were wed. When Dashiva was banished, the two left together and spent their days travelling, making their money trading spices and other merchandise. Since she left Caemlyn, Dashiva was the only family she had. She often wished to go see her parents, but she would have no way of explaining where she had been or why she had not come back to explain sooner. So, Racelle followed without question and she was comfortable and at home as long as she was next to her husband.

 

Dashiva continued to send reports back to the Black Tower but there was never any sign that they were getting back to the M'hael. After a trip to Sheinar, Dash was convinced that it was time to return to the Tower. So the two began another journey south, back to Andor.