Legends of Belariath
Phaing
Ages ago, a duaghter of a High-Elven merchant was kiddnapped by a Dark-Elven Bandit leader. While the Bandit and Rich Merchant haggled over ransom issues, the young and lovely Rhiannon was ravished by the Dark Elf crew. When she became heavy with child, the guards around her relaxed, and she escaped. A terrible homecoming awaited her.
Rhiannon's haughty High-elven family would only allow her back into the House of Treewater if she had an abortion first, to cleanse herself of the "abomination" growing inside her. Rhiannon refused. She had her daughter, and wound up alone aside from her precocious brown baby. With no marketable skills, she became a prostitute, and was eventualy killed in that trade, as so many are. Her half-grown daughter took to runing the streets the city, called Fangore, whch means "Chaos-bane". She called herself Phaing, or chaos. She was caught up in a Militia 'Dredge Night", an attempt to clean up the worst slums, and was sold into slavery to pay the Magistrates fines.
Phaing was purchased by an Evil, powerful mage named Malfeador, who wanted to use her as a virgin sacrifice to a Demon Lord... but his plans were ruined when he discoverd that this Lord prefered boys. Little Phaing found out what a real beating was that first night, the first of many. The bitter old mage put her to work as a scribe, as she was too puny to be of much us anywhere else, and did not trust her to go near his food, which was her only real skill at the time. As she slowly developed into womanhood, he had her trained to suit his tastes; which meant that her physical abilities in the sexual department are phenominal by the standards of a (comparativly) nice place like Belariath... and her social skills are virtualy nill. She eventualy managed to kill Malfeador in an especialy guesome way and escaped Fangore. How she managed to get her is a mystery to her, there are some troubling gaps in her memory which give her blinding headaches. She will be looking for someone to help her with that as soon as she has the means to do so.
Phaing stands only 5 feet tall, has darkly-bronzed skin, treaked blond hair and a very nice, trim figure. Her voice is as exotic as the rest of her, a trumming drawl that rolls her Rs like candy. Phaing had a terrible self-image and is often surprised by the positive reactions she gets, both from men and women. Appearence is not the first thing she looks for in sexual partners, but someone who can master her wildly passionate nature. She is not mean or sulky, but eager to share her warmth and make the world a nicer place. Her time in Fangore taught her to hold Evil in contempt- she does not just despise it, to her, it is common and boring!
"In a world as cruel and corrupt as this, being a good and kind person is the ultimate act of defiance."
* Her hobby is wish-fulfilment. She loves to make other people's fantasies come true, and her whirlwind life-style reflects the fact that the very concept of shame has no meaning for her. Deep down, she wants to be a better person, but she is about half a hair from becoming irredemablely evil.
She works in the Wolf's Pride part time, and also works in the Real Estate office, something she is very proud of and works hard to be worthy of. Someday soon, she hopes to have a home of her own, and then her REAL plans for the future can begin.