Legends of Belariath
Duchialla
Duchialla wasn't born a memeber of the tribe she now proudly states she is a part of. When she was a child, the once powerful tribe razed her small village to the ground in their conquest for more territory. Duchialla was at first taken in as a slave when she was young, but in no time at all, her healing ability was recognized by the tribe's champion himself, Alexander.
She was given more freedoms but remained a slave. Duchi lived a pretty happy life, learning nothing more than the healing arts and the anatomy of the humanoid body. In just a few years, Duchialla would be officially named a member of the tribe and recieved her title of Royal Healer. She had the task of healing not only the tribes elders, but Alexander, the Champion, Jayla, the tribe leader, and the all important Eleanore, Alexander's daughter and the tribes Song maiden, the most respected and spoiled girl in the whole tribe.
Being the only Minotaur to ever grace the ranks of the Tribe as a full fledged member was quite amazing. She was even given basic fighting lessons, curtesy of the tribe's champion. Her 'dance' as the styles were called, wasn't as graceful as someone expect of the Ktechlahan Tribe, but her knowledge of humanoid anatomy made it effective.
When the tribe met it's end at the hands of a combined assault from various kingdoms, Alexander had taken Duchialla with him along with a few other of the younger members. they set up camp in a cave that would later become her home for the next couple of years. This cave was their sanctuary and base of operations. They would form XIII, a deadly group whose misson was to avenge the fall of his tribe from the shadows. There were 13 different assassins each with his or her own various talents, from covert killing to information gathering.
Though she was given the training, Duchialla never took a life...she never had to, for her only mission was to heal those that required it after a deadly mission and to gather information. No one would expect that clumsy minoess to be eaves dropping or looking through important documents whilst cleaning your house. She had a good memory and knew just what to listen for. She was rather perfect for her role within XIII. She was just glad she never had to take a life though if she ever had to, she would if it meant saving the life of one of her Tribes mates.
This lifestyle would come to an abrupt ending when Alexander would be found left for dead early one morning, stabbed in the eye by his own daughter Eleanore, whom had fled to parts unknown. In what was thought to be his dying wish, Alexander ordered all of the young assassins to hunt down and kill his traitorous daughter. Even Duchialla was given the order to track down and kill that woman, but Duchi refused. No instead she remained at the dying man's side, attempting to heal him. Duchialla poured her heart and soul into him for she loved Alexander, not in a romantic way, but more like a daughter would love her father. Alexander had given Duchialla a wonderful life, she was always happy and to see him in this state was a pain she knew not she could feel.
For an entire day, Duchialla performed a healing ritual that nearly cost her own life, but her efforts proved successful and she was able to keep Alexander from dying. By the time Duchialla had recovered from that long ritual, she found herself alone in that cave. She knew then that XIII was finished. There was a sadness in her heart, this was the first time she was truly alone.
Duchialla would not let it all end here. She vowed to find everyone...she was great at gathering information, she could find them given time, she just knew it! It was a long journey that brought Duchialla to Nanthalion, but it was one she would never forget. She didn't lead a harsh life like so many others before her. Because of Duchialla's size, and abilities, she did not have to worry about running into rapist too often and making money was easy for a healer. There was always those in need of such wonderful arts.
She had become a wandering traveler, only staying in towns as long as was needed before moving onto the next, gathering information, and learing of the deaths of a few of her fellow brothers and sisters along the way. Eleanore had killed most of those who had caught up with her. She was, after all the one who had trained the others...still Duchialla had to find her, she had to find out why Eleanore had tried to kill Alexander.
It was within the town of Nanthalion that Duchialla finally manages to find Eleanore, whom was not calling herself Miyuka. She had finally gotten her answer and she'd never forget those words.
"Alexander was out of control Duchialla," came that deadly woman's voice. "He was drunk with power...we had already taken revenge for out fallen sisters and brothers...he wasn't the same Alexander we grew up to know and love...no longer was he my father, dear Duchialla. You saw it, and you know this to be true...he just wanted to use us to make things happen the way he wished them too...it was no longer about the Ktechlahans...Alexander has always been a power hungry man...if I hadn't stopped him, who would have?"
She knew those words were true, Alexander had changed...missions had become to seem random...Duchialla decided in that moment, that she was going to serve Miyuka until she was no longer needed. There were others here in Nanthalion whom still deemed themselves Ktechlahan. Duchialla found her purpose in life once more and she couldn't have been happier.