Sahar Tha'un

[Murdervish 283]

Sahar Tha'un
 

Basic Information
 

Nicknames:

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Race: Human (Farfolk)

Status: Alive



Description

Height: 5'4''

Weight: 110 lbs

Body Type: Thin

Eyes: Yellow

Hair: Black

Skin: Dusky and dark

Markings/Tattoos: None.

Health: Variant.

Personality: Sahar can interact with people like a normal person for a while, but will become disconnected and appear distracted if any interaction or conversation lasts too long. She is often compelled to don her disguise and act as the dead mage's hand, believing herself to be a mere tool in this state. There are things she genuinely seems to enjoy, however: music, poetry, and puzzles especially. She does seem to form attachments to certain people.

Inventory: She has recently taken to carrying human bones around and using them as tools.

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Life Style

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral / Chaotic Evil

Deity: None.

Religion: None.

Alliance/Nation/Home: The Crimson Edict

Job/Class: Cook/Rogue/Tinkerer

Title(s): Edict Librarian

Profession(s): Chef

Special Skill(s): Sneaky sneak

Flaw(s): Whether or not Sahar is actually being controlled by the ghost of an evil wizard, Sahar is definitely mentally ill. Because of this, she is not reliable, often acts against her best interests, and is very suggestible.



Magic

Current Status: Curious/searching for a teacher

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Strength(s): Seems to have very strong "blood"

Current Spell(s):

 

 

Weaponry

Fighting Style: Rogue

Trained Weapon: Small Melee Weapons

Favored Weapon: Short Sword

Archery: Decent



Biography

Parents: Ojore and Zafirah Tha'un (Deceased)

Siblings: Izem Tha'un (Deceased)

Children: None.

Extended Family: None she is aware of.

Pet(s): None.



History

In a town at the outskirts of the Reformed Kingdom, there was a village which suffered misfortunes. A mage of darkness and strife kept his grip tight on the village, strangling its growth with his overbearing and his demands. Where most of the buildings were mud huts, his lab was a tower, and he liked it that way.

In 1483, after many years of begging the seat of Oren for help, the village commissioned adventurers to take care of the mage, and so he fell, but not without cursing the people with his last breath.

Ten years later, the village was nearly wiped out by plague in the space of a day; the anniversary of the mage's death. Another decade passed, and an earthquake ripped them apart on that very day, and it took years to put themselves back together. Now, 30 years after the curse was uttered, the villagers breathed a sigh, for nothing seemed to come upon them from the horizon when the anniversary passed.

For a few, that was their last breath.

A peasant girl named Sahar, daughter and sister of two men who were crushed in the earthquake, was tormented by dreams as the day of the mage's death approached. The mage spoke to her in her sleep, hissing to her his hatred, telling her why these people must suffer. The stories are wrong, he said. The villagers were mere savages, afraid of what was happening and blaming it on the wizard. And they have not changed; still they are ignorant, backwater clodhoppers.

Sahar's mind twisted in these words, and though she was never quite... right... what humanity finally drained. She believes herself not to be Sahar any longer, nor is she the mage, but the extension of the mage's rage, cold and ruthless, as if she were a spirit of justice. And, as he bid, she struck exactly one night after the anniversary.

For her work, she wore a costume, slipped into the open doors and windows of her sleeping neighbors, and slit the throats of a few she could before fleeing into the wilderness, not even staying long enough to see how things ended up. Luck struck for her even as it soured for the other Descendants, for they were overtaken by more grave matters as they were nearly washed out by the Flood, and young Sahar managed to blend into the baggage train for Faiz Kharadeen as they crossed the Door of Eternity.

Though she has escaped arrest thus far, Sahar has not returned to being Sahar. She does not feel the need to murder any longer, but she is still the extension of the mage's anger. When his mood strikes him, she will perform errands as he wills it. She is rarely compelled to kill, but she often stalks people into their houses and watches them as they sleep, trying to determine something that is only known between her and the voice in her head.

Artwork

 

 

More info about her former village and the wizard who haunts her:

 

https://www.lordofthecraft.net/topic/132691-history-the-small-fishing-village-of-rahult/

Edited September 24, 2015 by Murdervish

[JCmarine 11]

*Alstasia thinks she should really ask her friend what the **** is wrong with her.

[Murdervish 283]

Updates:

Age: 26

Status: Alive, still affiliated with the Crimson Edict

Sahar had joined the Crimson Edict upon the recommendation of Deinalt, believing that the increased protection and resources the guild could give outweighed any inevitable betrayal (and subsequent execution) the girl may need to enact and suffer. She was immediately joined in the rogues quarter beneath Jotosava.

However, in ways not entirely expected, Sahar has grown as a person, but not without much difficulty. The recent events in the Void, though disconnected from Sahar due to her lack of magical ability, still put her on edge as it still affected, she perceived, the spirit of Deinalt Mephistaurus. Whether it affected such a spirit or not, she was in this state when one of her sisters in the Edict, Alstasia (bid by the parasitic imp on her person), had cornered her in the storage room of Eastwatch and taken Sahar's blood. Such a death triggered something in Sahar, though she could not remember it, she felt that Deinalt could remember the absolute corruption of her blood (though he would not speak it) and she could feel the anger and injury to his pride wafting off him in waves.

So, she took upon the costume again, as being his "tool" was where she felt the most stability in her life:

In this state, she ran through the Princedom of the Fenn, as it felt like the closest thing to home that she may have ever really felt. In this trance, she wandered along the mountains and the trees of the Fenn, mostly eschewing the structures of Man and Elf as she felt threatened in this state by the whims of society. It was in this state that Edict Master Naffog found her. Not knowing what she was at first, he attacked and apprehended her, intending to determine what this thing stalking his lands was. It was a bit of a shock to find one of his Edict sisters beneath the *****, pale mask, nearly catatonic and only responding in a raspy, strange voice. He brought her back to the halls of Eastwatch, but her knowledge of the sewer system there allowed her escape.

Following her escape, the tales of the weird thing haunting the lands reached the Marked Men, and where the Fenn and the Edict were hesitant to press force on the creature, these mercenaries were not so kind. They tracked down Sahar and, without de-masking her, decapitated her, intending on bringing the head to the Fenn to rub in the Snow Elves faces how they cannot finish a job. As of yet, this "gift" has not been bestowed on any of the citizens or vassals of the Fenn.

However, though Sahar did not find her outfit upon her as she awoke in the Cloud Temple, she was none the better for the death. Stripped of her tabard, cloak, and mask, she ran back to the Fenn, wearing nothing that would fit the bitter cold of the lands, and took refuge in what was likely an old Ice Witch cave.

Alstasia, the one who had in her way set off the episode, found Sahar in this state, and though Sahar could not remember her death, her disjointed attitude and obvious hostility to her (or anything that entered the cave), seemed to tear at Alstasia and crush the girl with guilt. She left, but Sahar was not alone long: Naffog had just killed some large game, and had decided to drag his prize into this very cave to skin and prepare it.

The near-nude Sahar worried him greatly, and though she managed to escape him again, here, it was not for very long; she'd been found shortly after by the walls of the Snow Elf capital, still in an unsuitable state of dress, and was finally cornered with the help of a sentinal of the Grand Prince. The sentinel had sufficient clerical powers that Sahar appeared to be purged of the old wizard's influence.

Sahar, upon awaking to this, did not take the emptiness and lack of direction well, but she calmed down relatively quickly with the help of Naffog and his lifemate, Crystal Bel'anoche. They had gotten sister back from Deinalt's clutches, though Deinalt did appear to give Naffog something of a warning, written in Sahar's blood. It was clear that his influence was not going to be gotten rid of so easily. However, it looked like he would be gone for a time, and Naffog, so relieved to have his sister back, easily forgave any transgressions she may have done as she wore the mask.

Since then, Sahar has become more and more attached to the Edict. It has now become her family, and as Naffog has become a father to her, she has become his daughter (though they still call each other as siblings, per the custom of the Edict). She has fought along side them, fed her brothers and sisters with her own hands, and had even been present in the birth of Naffog and Crystal's child, Vulthur. And as she has changed, she has been able to cope better with her own inborn troubles, seeming more... human than she'd ever been before. She has become stronger for her time, here.

However, anyone who knows and may be paying attention to Sahar may see that things aren't quite done. At the 40th anniversary of Deinalt's death, she disappeared for a month, having prepared much food for her brothers and sisters beforehand to make up for the absence. Alstasia had seen her during this time, and though she later reported the trouble to Naffog, it was not without trouble; Sahar was strange, even somewhat malicious, and though she did not attack Alstasia outright, Sahar's words struck hard, aiming at the elf's obvious guilt until she stood down.

Upon returning to the Edict, Sahar did not mention that anything bad had happened during the brief "sabbatical", only that "a deal has been struck" between her and Deinalt, and she seems hesitant to speak any further on the issue.