Approved Freelander Seanchan Bio for Sabelle Bakarath - Aiel CC'D

[Guest Arie Ronshor]

DM Handle: Liitha

Character Name: Sabelle Bakarath

Place of Birth/Raising: Seanchan (Noble)

Eye colour: Blue

Hair color: Blonde

Heigth: 5 feet

Weight: 70 pounds

 

 

Character History

 

Sabelle was born into House Bakarath which was a minor noble house.

She was one half of two sisters born as identical twins. As the only children in

the household, they became their parents' favourites and got whatever they

pointed to. Due to their likeness they had great fun pranking the servants

of the house while growing up, as well as confusing anyone who might be

unlucky enough to cross their paths. Still young, they have most of their life

in front of them yet.

Sabelle hated learning about proper behaviour and preferred being outside

running around and climbing trees, being a tom boy whenever she could get

away from her nannys who desperately tried to keep her in ties, though most

such reports to her parents she managed to twitch her way out of as she like

her sister twirled them around her pinky with her excellent acting skills.

The one thing she did like amongst all their classes was history, she loved

all the stories about ancient heroes and their adventures. The logic and

tactic behind the stories facinated her.

 

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Sabelle woke with a nervous feeling in her stomach, today it would finally

happen. Her mother she knew was not trilled over it wanting both her

daughters to live up to their blood inheritance and become ladies and marry

well. However she couldn't deny this test today, every girl had to test to

see that they didn't have the dangerous ability that marked the Damane, and

when she first was up there it would be so easy to test for Sul’dam

abilities. Her mother was to much of a lady to step up and stop her in front

of everyone, and if she had the abilities her father would let her go she

was sure of it, he himself had served time in the ever victorious army and

if one of his daughters had the ability to become a respected Sul’dam then

her mother wouldn't be able to stop him from sending her to train with the

exotic unit.

 

Sabelle got up and dressed, might be her father in time even would buy a

Damane so she could own her own, they where of the high blood and he had the

money and status to give her one if he wanted, she smiled at the thought,

just a lil waving of her eyelids and she was sure he would let her. Then she

heard her mother call out, she would be escorting her daughter to town and

apparently the wagon woulds soon be down, Sabelle ran down to the breakfast

table and ignored her mothers scowling look as she joined her sister who was

almost done eating. Her sister had already done the test, but Sabelle had

had the flu last time there was a test ongoing and because of her status in

the blood she had rather disappointingly been permitted to postpone it and stay

home in bed to get well.

 

Finaly she could step into the wagon and they where on their way to the

city, as they arrived they where ushered forward in the line not to be

waiting, then Sabelle watched as a girl already being tested was dismissed

after finishing and then stepped up alone her mother awaiting by the wagon

on the outside of the area cleared for the testing, there was a circle of

empty space in case any Surath damane sat up a fight, it was lined with

sul’dams in company with their Damane.

 

Sabelle could feel the collar be laid around her neck and closed, the

seconds ticked away as she waited, then finally the snap signalising the

opening. Sabelle didn't even look at her mother as she answered yes to

wanting to test to see if she could become a Sul’dam, she watched with

butterflies in her stomach as a damane was lead forward and a bracelet was

snapped around her wrist. Then she was instructed to think of cold water and

then push it through the leash. Nothing happened she tried harder, and was

about to object when the bracelet was removed asking what it meant, but then

felt her mothers firm hand on her shoulder. Oh but she knew what the

dreadful woman would say now, but she didn't care, she was not ready to give

up. She tore herself free of the grip and went over to someone who might

know, then asked about the other exotics. She was answered somewhat and then

dismissed. She turned to see her mother look at her.

 

Sabelle could see the look in her mothers eyes though she did do a good job

hiding it and her face was straight, but she saw it cause she knew it would

be there and she knew that even if her mother would discuss with her father,

then both Sabelle and her mother knew he would let Sabelle go to train in

the exotic unit to become a one of the ever victorious army, and for that

she was happy. Sabelle had never had the interest some of her high blood

friends had in boys, they where a nuisance and a bother, she didn't want to

marry and have a husband, nor screaming kids, just the thought gave her

chills.

 

No she was happy to leave that to her twin sister, she could inherit the

family name, it was an unusual feeling yet one that both her and her sister

was aware of, which was likely what had saved them both. It was normal for

siblings to fight lethal games over the name of their house, but the fact

was her father loved her, and their minor siblings posed no threat to them,

cause she knew her father in truth knew they where not his. Oh but the flaws

the woman who had given birth to her had done, and she loved her litle boys

so much more, enough to restrain them knowing as they where so young if not

then their heads would roll.

 

Sabelle smiled inwardly, the boys was nice enough, but her mother would be

gone eventualy, they where already ploting, and then the boys would be sent

off to be fostered somewhere else with their family. Oh yes the bond between

the twins where strong, each with their own dream, and each willing to help

eachother achive it.

 

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Sabelle looked at the beasts as they walked through the training camp. She

had had several lessons of theory already before she now on this day was to

make a choice. She was drawn to the torm's intelligence, yet now as she

looked upon the beasts and saw a raken soar in the air she couldn't help but

think of all one could see from up there. In her line of family women was

small and she had inherited that with her twin sister, as was she was not apt

to grow much more then she was now. And that in her mind must just be a

little too fitting with the need of a light rider for the raken, and then and

there as they passed before another of the creatures, this one on the

ground, and as she looked into its eyes, she knew.

 

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In the years to come she would learn more, learn first to fly on to’raken

who could hold more weigth, and have a second rider over length. The first

time she rode a raken was like heaven that ended to soon as the length of

the trip was limited by the second rider who was with her.

 

Time went slow as she got to ride smaller missons on herself, and even some

of those having taken ploting and planing, laying out webs to get forward.

It was then she sougth her sister, their father by now dead of age and her

sister head of their house. The money her sister had could help, but so it

seemed could another thing her sister had come by. Ambisious and trusting

her sister she was more then willing to take the steps her sister had before

her, following into a more shady way of living. Combined with their joint

ploting, money and shady strings beeing pulled she was once again on her

move forward.

 

Within the year she had her own steady raken and was riding better missions,

allowing her to prove herself. Soon in time to follow even better

opportunities of excellment was presented on missions she did well on. And

step by step she moved up the ranks, looking towards the higher ranks as she

felt was due someone of her birth and potential.

 

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Sabelle stroke the nose of the beast, her companion, oh yes in the years

past they had come quite the road. It was time to move on for yet another

strike, the bribes and treaths had been made. Even her sisters marriage had

taken part in getting her here. But they where each other mutual climbing

stones, and she repaid her sister by pulling her own strings to forward her

sisters causes, and some times even herself getting her hands bloody to

remove dangers in her sisters path. She loved it all, loved the games, the

webmaking and ploting, which gained her the energetic power, even taking a

life feeling the blood poor over her hands gave her satisfaction of her

skill, made her feel powerfull.

 

More then anything thoug she loved to fly, up in the skies she was free and

felt as peace. The only nuicanse beeing ordered around by others, hence was

her craving to rise up in the grades, puting others bellow her and resciving

less orders, bending her head to fewer peoples. Ambition was such a sweet

thing, and it was what their whole society was built on, you had to make

your own path or you would become no one, and that was something she could

never accept becoming. It was beeing raised in this society with a clever

father and a sister to bounce of that had lead her to the cuning woman she

was now. Even with her scars, and mature age she was too a beauty, and her

size as such could fool peoples, but all these things she knew to make into

her advantages.

 

She viewed herself as cold steel, and that was something other she had made

sure to take lessons in secretly. To many pended to much on their beasts in

this army, but weapon skills was needed at times even to defend one’s hurt

beast. The raken was expencive, all was but more then anything them, and a

fully trained skill raken was not to be blown off, so she had learned to

figth herself. Something that had earned her some of her scars at time,

defending her travel companon to see him safe and healed. A thing she never

regreted, she in truth dreaded the day she had start over with a new beast

to teach it from the ground all that her curent raken knew by heart, all the

litle details of how it read her body and knew her will.

 

She mounted and gave the signal to take off, then sat off the bumpy take off

as normal with an balance who was inbuilt through years of riding. And then

they where in the air, passing over trees, their fligth taking them back

towards the main headquarter in the capitol. She raised her head leting the

wind blow over her face, the cold air slightly stinging, but yet a feeling

of pain that she found intoxicating pleasure in. And one she needed as she

now rode towards the meeting she hoped would bring news of a promotion, if

everything had but succedded. Her mind as they flew went over it all again,

she could feel her own nerves as they grew close, and then the shuder went

through her whole body as they landed. It was something she wondered at how

the raken so gracefull in the air, was so clumpsy on the ground.

 

Leaving the beast with others, skilled hands to take care of him, she walked

towards the buildings and her meeting with fate...

[Ghaul]

Yet another char, Ata? You'll be quite busy I see ... Well the bio is written good, so it is crosschecked

[Liitha]

i jugle them change about on who i use...its not always something to do with all *s* and its nice to keep options open