Name: Abda Uhuru
Occupation: Servant Girl
Weapon: Danish axes/throwing axes - Adba knows how use these in close combat, however she has not mastered the art of throwing them.
Personality: Adba appears to be a timid and quiet girl, however she is brave, selfless and outspoken. She despises ignorance and arrogance and has a fiery temper, one that would scare an entire army back to their mothers. She tends to be somewhat motherly in situations where she is in control but dislikes the idea of being considered as such. Her level of maturity ranges from an upset child to a seasoned knight.
Physical Description: Abda has a surpisingly fair skin tone. It is the colour of a cup of sweet milk tea, occasionally being more bronzer in the sunlight. Her hair is a dark shade of brown and goes down to her shoulder blade. It is slightly curly and unusually silky, usually she ties it up her hair to make it more compact. Her eyes are a light shade of brown, hazel in appearance under natural light, and deep in appearance. Her long eyelashes only increase the feeling of indulgence felt when they're looked upon. Her lips are naturally pouty but average in size. She is 175 centimeters tall and is of an average build, apart from her arms which have minor muscle tone from the physical labour experienced during her work.
Her clothing is nothing spectacular. She wears a typical white blouse, frilled at the ends which stops and hugs her halfway down her forearms, and a chocolate brown dress which covers the lower parts of her torso like a corset then goes down to cover the rest of her body like a typical maidens dress. She has a single belt around her waist with sections where she could place a weapon or items securely. Around her head she wears a white cowl to cover it when travelling, lowering it only when she serves her master. On her hands she wears brown gloves, covering the remaining skin on her hands and arms to maintain decency in public. Her shoes are flat and light brown, made out of leather like the majority of footwear.
History: Abda was born into the slave trade. She didn't know who her parents were and was forced to grow up rather quickly. She doesn't remember much of her childhood other than the few traumatic events she had witnessed which were attached to the slave trade. She was 9 when she was bought by her master and brought to the strange lands of Oriflamme. Thankfully she was somewhat lucky in life from this point on. Her master was kind and made sure she was fed, clothed and had a place to sleep. Her fellow servants didn't make sleeping much of an option however. They would pull nasty tricks on her and treat her poorly because of her foreign traits and background. Also because of the attention their master would give her. They once set an angry bull after her which nearly ended up puncturing a large hole through her stomach. Thankfully her master came in time to save her from the insane beast.
It was around the age of 12, however, did she get assigned to work more closely with her master. She would be by his side at all times and would provide him with the services he required. He was always gentle, however, which was what made her more lucky than other. Abda had only ever been beaten when she was still the property of the slavers and the first few years she was working under her master. Occasionally she may have received a slap when working more closely with her master however he was never the one to deal it.
When the rumours that a war might reach their doorstep her master had her train herself to learn how to use an axe as a weapon. Mainly for his own protection but hers as well.
When the war eventually did reach their doorstep, however, it was not enough. Nearly everyone on the estate was massacred, some being tortured without mercy before being slaughtered. Abda was about to be killed after a few men had found her, however her master attacked and distracted them long enough to tell her to run, telling her that he would be right behind her. He lied.
Abda was left alone and had nowhere to go, and so decided to seek refuge on a caravan.
Edited by The Dream, 08 February 2015 - 11:19 PM.