Info: “I wouldn’t know if I have any brothers or sisters, but my mother and any related family are dead.”
Profession: “Doesn’t matter”
Bio: “Growing up as the princess of Angrozan wasn’t as nice as most would think. I was constantly berated by the thought of being perfect, being effective enough to take over the throne, being better than my father. My mother was a rather simple woman, sure she was beautiful but that’s to be expected as the chosen Queen. Her intelligence was higher than most and she was very well acquainted with other customs. She helped me study all the courses my father wished me to take. She was constantly there, watching me, waiting for me to need the help, almost as if she was waiting for me to fail…
My Father and I weren’t ever really close, how could I be close to something I never saw? I was his only daughter and he had no time for such issues, he just needed an heir, nothing more, nothing less. My mother was told to always take care of me, she never had a moment she was allowed to leave my side, I saw it grating on her conscious when I was little. I use to tell her she didn’t need to watch me as I did my studies, didn’t need to sit with me during my meals, and didn’t need to stay with me while I slept.
When I was younger, I didn’t really have a concept of what was going on. I figured my mother was like this because all mother were. There was a short time period, where I finally had enough of the studying and slipped away to use the bathroom, and I escaped through the window. I finally got out into the real world. I wanted to see everything, I wanted to see my people, but what I saw was not that of fairy tales. The kingdom of Angrozan was fairly new at the time, my father’s rule wasn’t very strong, he was lax with the laws he placed because he didn’t’ care enough. When I stepped foot into the streets outside the window, I never expected to find a corpse. It was revolting at the time. I didn’t even know what to think of it. I was stunned, staring at the lifeless corpse of what appeared to be a beastkin. Looking at their skin it was obvious their death was drawn out far longer than it needed to be, but why? I remember my thoughts racing to what the man could have done to get this treatment. I stood there for far longer than I should have, my mother had found me standing out there staring at the body and immediately backhanded me. She had yelled at me for escaping and how I wasn’t allowed to leave, just like her. I remember my confusion as I went to look at her, but instead she grabbed my face and forced me to look at the body. She kept yelling this was everyone’s fate, this is what would happen and soon we would relish in the pain and suffering of others. My life had shattered as the corpse caught on fire, and I was forced to watch.
I finally reached the age of 12, my studies of literature, customs and history had ended, now it was all about battle. Father was very specific with this, so much so he had even managed to show me what he looked like after 11 years. It was.. An experience to say the least. The “training” as he so called it, was unrelenting, he never once went easy on me. For a while I was sure I was just the toy he took his anger out on, until one day, I managed to take him by surprised. He was pleased.
My life after that was thrown into shadows as he sent me on little missions to dull my senses to murder.First it was criminals, they would die eventually, then it was those who opposed him. Lastly, it was my mother. I was so dulled to it all that I didn’t even realize who I was killing, I probably should have, but I didn’t. Not until her lifeless corpse hit the ground. Realization was a bitch. I wasn’t happy about it. I went to yell at my father for such a ridiculous contract but he only laughed at me. I attempted a few other times to persuade my father that what he did was wrong, but he never once budged.
Finally I slipped back out of the castle and looked around at our kingdom. I learned of the type of man my father was and what he did to his people. I hated it. Then again the other kingdoms weren’t better. My last confrontation with my father ended poorly and I left the kingdom.
I have a newfound mission. Stay vanished from Angrozan as the princess, and stop all of this. I’ll destroy it all, and force it all to start over, and if that didn’t work, I’ll tear down the kingdoms my own way.”