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Patricia (patty) Groveguard
Patty was born after her parents had moved to (city name) Her parents had volunteered theirselves and their own daughter to be experimented on. after being married, they were shunned from her father's side of the family and had to find a home. In order to pay for their home, they took up this opportunity. They had been working there for a while now but they couldn't keep up the expenses and were living very poorly. They were working on the experiments themselves when they were offered to be experimented on, and that their house would be payed off if they did.
Her mother a human (Elaina) and her father (Belorian) an elf. She was a half elf. Only about 7 years old. Patricia was very scared and sad and confused. They were seeing how they could change peoples magic and properties by combining them with animals. It failed countless times. Her mother ultimately died due to her human form. Her father survived but after he had changed, he seemed to have forgotten who Patty was. She was alone... But she had her new form and bardic powers. Still so young, she was swayed to do evil things that she didn't know were wrong. She didn't have any other option. They commanded her to do things and she obeyed.
As a half elf, her life was extended and she managed to live out the war. She killed many and was a spy in some cases (brothel-type situation. Men like to talk after sex. She found that odd but learned much from it) Throughout this trauma her mind broke. She forgot all the horrible things that had happened to her. She was just Patrice (or patty). unbeknownst to her, She now had DID. Several personalities had formed and taken the responsibility of keeping the memories of the things she did and using the knowledge of those things for themselves. They knew of eachother and promised not to let her know to keep her safe.
The personalities:
Sebastian - He holds all the memories of the times she had been hurt. Her parents leaving her. Being slapped and beaten. He took all those and held them for himself. Every time she was about to be hurt, he took the place and was hurt instead. He never speaks. Doesn't make a sound. He doesn't give them the pleasure of his/her screams.
Rabecca - The seductrice. Such a young girl should not have to keep these memories to forever scar her. Rabecca would emerge and take these men with her. Learn their secrets, and report. That was all. She knows it is wrong... but does love it. The teasing, the flirting, the sex. She knows that this body is shared though, so she only comes out when necessary.... unless there is a particularly handsome man around. It's quite hard to leave that alone.
Eland - His personality is very similar to Patty herself. He is pretty optomistic and happy most of the time. His job is to use the bardic powers she posseses (but doesn't know she has!) He loves to sing! Unfortunatly he was created to take the heat for any of her crimes against others. Any time she was ordered to kill, he was the one who had to emerge. He would use her powers so that her hands were never bloodied and she never had to see death.
He hadn't had to come out for a while once Olli did a wonderful job of getting her out of harms way. Once or twice Eland had to come out to take care of a small lone wolf or an Owlbear cub on the loose. But his talent just wasn't needed for the time being.
Olli: A small person? Some small being. Really not sure what they are. They see themselves as a small child. A tricky child. One who has to survive and that is all. They were there when she was starving and cold and needed to hide. Needed shelter. Needed FOOD. Olli would steal. And Olli was good at it. When she is happy and full, Olli doesn't need to come out. Olli is happy where Olli is. But if she is desparate and HUNGRY, Olli comes to find the food for her. Olli stole her the pretty dress she wears!
Patricia: She is the true first form. Doesn't know about the other personalities although they all know her. They each formed on their own time as things happend. And with each form, they stole the awful memories so she wouldn't have to remember them. She knows time skips and finds it odd, but that's just life for her. One day she simply woke up with a beautiful dress and an apple. She was laying in some abandoned building. She thought her dress looked a little bare.. and in luck, she found thread and needles and made it a masterpiece! Although it was still not done! She started using it like a journal. Of the places she had traveled, of the people she met, of the stories she had been told. Most sad, but her dancing made them beautiful! With trails of magic (she didn't know she had) making the pictures seem to move.
Near the end of the war, Olli had managed to pull her out of her situation. Escape those who had held her captive for so long and lead her out into the world. She would wake up places she had no idea where she was. In the middle of the forest, near a lake, near small villages, and the tallest trees she had ever seen! All were beautiful and had their own stories. She cherished them all even without knowing how or why she was there. Eventually making her way back to her home town... That had been destroyed some time ago. Some places in the city loved her storytelling. Others thought it was too close to magic and that she looked to "suspicious" and threw her out or shunned her. She did her best to keep positive and find ways to make money and share her stories. She didn't truly have friends. Not ones who stuck for long. She had this feeling of untrust towards most people. And she was hungry.
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Patricia,
When you were just a child, the life you could have had was stolen from you. You don't remember it well but your family was destitute. With no one to turn to and no place to go your parents allowed your family to be sold for magical experimentations. In return their home and expenses would be paid for. You remember often being very sad and confused. Spending a long time away from them surrounded by strangers and animals. You remember the smell of their cages, the pained noises they made. Those who experimented on you, their faces almost seem to change every time you think on them. Was it two men? No a man and his wife, no a dozen different mages, doctors, and scientists. Its so hard to remember things.
You lay there on a cold stone slab, a bright light shining above you. Something pokes you in the arm and it hurts. You feel itchy. You look around for your mom or dad but that light makes it so hard to see anything. Muffled voices around you. You can't quite make out whats being said. You look about again, you can make out another stone slab similar to the one you are laying on not but a few feet away, a figure laying atop it. Mom? You call out but suddenly the figure changes to a much larger shape. One that barely fits on the slab, no the slab is enormous. The figure a top it smaller than you. A halfling or a gnome maybe? Your vision begins to go blurry. You feel heavy, the stone beneath you suddenly softer. Almost like laying on a cloud. There's a dull throbbing in your head. You realize your throat is quite dry. You open your eyes and find yourself laying facedown in a large four post bed. You blink sleep out of your eyes. You were having a strange dream again.
You slowly roll over and sit up. How did you get here? Another black out?
*What do you do
You look about the room and find evidence that you had spent the night here. And seemingly not alone. You found what appeared to be a button of some sort with a symbol of a sword cutting through a lightning bolt. There were empty wine bottles some of your things were strewn about the room. You realized you were still in the tavern "A Quiet Night's Inn". You went down and got breakfast and started your day.
(About the room is evidence that Patricia, or Rabecca rather, spent the night here with a man. Empty wine bottles, evidence of an active time in bed, a button with the symbol of a sword cutting through a lightning bolt)
Upon leaving the tavern you spend the day going about your various errands within the city of Soleillial. Roaming the city to see what new wonders you can behold, what stories you can overhear to collect for your own collection. Staying away from members of the crimson guard, the military and guards in general. You've learned that your appearance tends to raise uncomfortable questions that are best left unasked.
It begins getting late and you begin seeking a place to stay for the night. You happen upon a inn called the Steel Sheep. How appropriate. You leave the cold behind entering the warm atmosphere of the tavern. The sounds of drinking and chatting are abound in the room. You approach the tavern keeper and she says she'll let you preform your stories here and she'll even hold a room for you if you do well enough. While there is no stage within this inn, when people hear there is going to be a performer they shove two tables together and you stand atop them.
*How do you go about your performance. What kinds of stories do you tell?
As you preformed your song and dance that night the stories seemed to come alive during your performance. Quite literally as magical representations of your stories seemed to dance and sway with your performance. While most seemed to enjoy the show and think nothing of it, there were a few that began to give you side long glances. You decided it would be best to leave and spend the night somewhere else. In doing so you were unfortunately accosted by three men in the streets. You used your magic to flee them but in doing so seemed to gain the attention of a few unseen Crimson Guard members.
You are taken to a holding center in town for the night were you are tossed in a cell with a female elf, dark skinned, Short green spiked hair and a brown duster on. She looks like she was in a fight before being tossed in here. Your only other company is the two guards that are currently on watch.
Chatting with Joanna she told you she was thrown in here for just being herself, though you learned that may only be half true. As the night went on two individuals disguised as crimson guard members broke into the holding cell to rescue Joanna. Drexriel and Cy (or Clockwork as Drexriel calls him). They invited you along and took you to Port Soleillial with them. You learned they were a minor thieving group and you began to indirectly help them in some of their schemes. Eventually you learned that Drexriel was planning something bigger and he invited you to come to a meeting with like minded individuals to discuss his plan further.
