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This Allurin (Half Succubus and Human) was born with incredible magical abilities. She had unnatural talents that made great wizards, witches, and sorcerers beg at the chance to buy the little lady so she'll become their apprentice, others sought her out to capture and sell the young child for a fortune. The lovely little beast often ran off or destroyed those that wanted her for materialistic means. The rebel fought with all her might with her tiny body and soon her other abilities, such as charm and illusion cast grew and developed with every rougher encounter in her life. Qinnore was always delighted with the thought of defeating those who hire her after finishing a job.
Qinnore grew up learning from multiple masters growing with skills beyond comprehension, but she was easily defeated by a paladin and ushered in to behave. With that she taught and sparred with many of the paladins, learning to dodge and adapt to a more responsible sorcerer. She was taken in under a paladin until she became a leader of her own. Under the guidance of the goddess Qinnore created a rag tag team that she trains in her spare time. The lovely allurin is skilled with seduction and determination. She guides as a great leader, but often asks her vice-captain for advice and guidance.
On another mission she ran into quite the notorious bard, reminding her of the true quest. She has to find the love of her life in order to break her bond with the goddess' whim. She wishes nothing more than to be free to do as she wills, but of course is bound to love another player like herself. The bard was soon cursed by her powers and in order for him to change back he must actually accept and return the love she gives to him. It's more of a challenge for her as the now literal hound dog is having a hard time to change his way, though lucky for him he doesn't age as fast as a normal dog would in his condition, in fact Qinnore actually slowed it down it seems!
Though she was a well-known comfort in the nexus, Tanja was pulled from her maternal duty and awoke on a summoning pillar. Nude and confused was the least of her worries as she was brought to another land. In a simplistic way Tanja was changed, took in by a goddess' worshipers, and trained to be another simple follower of the church. She was born a natural mother, but in this place she was meant for more. She awoke to someone singing and she left her quarters to see who would be so loud in the church this late in the night. It was of a voice like no other and no direct source could be found. Tanja sat on the blessing alter, listening to the singing as she was lost in the translation to note her fate in this land. With a blessing of the goddess, Tanja went on a self-discovery mission with many paladins, rogues, and others. She would help with healing by bandaging the wounded and dispersing potions to those who needed it. One mission though led Tanja on the path of becoming cleric.
One of the paladins was poisoned and the clerics were confounded to purify the concoction out of the dwindling man. Tanja took it upon herself to save him as best as she could. She went right into healing him with her magic, but once she was worn out of her energy it seemed impossible to stop or remove the poison completely. She had given her all and they told her to stop, but refused to listen. She went out of her way to unbirth him, claiming to take the poison out of him herself. They thought it was going to kill her, but it didn't do anything but make her sleepy. After a few days she woke up again, looking back at the clerics with her as they were in awe, the paladin still inside of her scared and naked. She birthed him out with ease and huffed, weak as she laid there looking back up at them all, chuckling as she gave them a thumbs up. She was a tad hungry though after exerting her body to such extremes, but it was worth it.
With her ability and grace destined, Tanja went out and became a famous cleric. She didn't have a particular group, but often did as much work as she could, gather information about the land while on the job. It wasn't much to say, but Tanja was still determined to get back home, or at least to the nexus. She was in a world of magic and the possibility was endless to see where she could relocate. It doesn't stop her from worrying over the kids in her orphanage though. It became even more troublesome when she found out others wanted her to have their children, but her prayers were oddly answered with her infertility. It would also be a hassle if she was pregnant and couldn't go on a job or heal someone of their serious injuries.
Marcail was born out in the wild, taken care of by her mother as they wandered the lands. The little centaur was living a carefree life or the few months she can remember with her parents. She learned the language of the centaurs and of the elves. It was when her tribe was caught and sold into slavery of a king that she learned combat. Marcail had to fight for her life or become a breeder for the new generation of centaurs for the king. Marcail follows the creed of her family, knowing if she were to have kids they would be free to do as they please, unlike how she was caught. She was troubled with the fact that she was raised to be a slave to this ugly king. She then slowly created a coup d'etat of centaur and man. She say royalty as farm animals, spoiled animals waiting to be slaughtered when convenient.
Marcail created a military state kingdom. She worked hard to keep her people safe while showing politics were not needed to guide the people, but humans were feeble and demanded a hierarchy. For that Marcail left the land and the perishing military she had created to wander out onto the land. Her subordinates tried to convince her to create a new land, but Marcail felt something else. She went out into dangerous lands, fighting off slave traders, thieves, and of course bandits of many calibur. She became sort of a robin hood to those of thieves, taking those down who would attack innocent people and rescue those from a life they did not wish.
Marcail created a ragtag team of thieves who would do as Marcail commands. She created many teams that scattered through the land to stop evil from spreading, but she was persuaded to collaborate with Titanian. She was reluctant, but seeing the prosperity and care those people gave to others Marcail joined and submitted her force to Titanian’s control. Some of her troops were apprehensive, and others conceded after hearing the new paths of occupations and the religious practices. Marcail though does not join in the religious practice she lets others do as they please. Titania the goddess of fertility is accepting of Marcail’s ways, allowing her to train with the guards and paladins. She underwent the training, minus the religious aspect as she claimed the title of the abstinate paladin.
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