Beware of the cestnut thoroughbred!! -- Joining Maknelioth

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Date Posted: 08:51:04 10/17/01 Wed
Author: Mitra
Subject: Beware of the cestnut thoroughbred!!

Name:Mitra

Gender: female

Age: 15

Appearance: her hair is a dark as the night sky and is usually kept in a low ponytail. Her eyes are orange and when she is angry you can see the flames in her eyes spark up, and than die down when it's over. She always wears a silver brouch(sp?) around her neck, the only sign that she was once wealthy. Her dress looks more like a bunch or rags sewn together.

History: She was born into a wealthy family and was given everything she could have wanted until she was 10, her father was a commander in the army and double crossed the commanding general, he of course was killed. They killed the rest of the family too, except for her mother and herself, she could tell she was her mothers favorite, always being slipped little gifts when no one was looking. Her mother was not going to be killed by the soldiers so she took Mitra into a hiding spot and gave her the brouch, knowing her time was up and that Mitra could still escape. "Run" her mother whispered and she did just that, once she was on top of the hill and could look below at her home she heard the scream of her mother and ran harder than ever. She became acustomed to street life and has tried to forget her past but it always stays with her.

Other: She has visions, like of her dead mother talking to her, or of the soldiers that killed her family.

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