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Rashidah Aspa
Revenge seeking • Elegant • Empathetic
"Sometimes, not even folding yourself into the smallest, littlest shape is enough. So you might as well stay the size you're supposed to be"
The so called “Gorgon of the Desert” Rashidah gives little to no forgiveness to those she scorns. While she is often said to be a sweetheart if you get to know her, and just a recluse with a bad past the youngest of the Aspa family would rather not let her past come to light.
Notes
- Bad Vision
- She’s afraid of insects
- Good with children
- Easily aggressive
Character
Likes
- Children
- Snakes
- Peace
- Revenge
Dislikes
- Men
- Rain
- Lack of Hygiene
- Funerals
Moodboard
Personality
Rashidah is a deeply empathetic and kindhearted person, but due to her past she’s grown a tough exterior to protect herself. It is easy for her to open up to women and children, or anyone she deems to have a meek exterior but once you give her a reason to distrust you she will never open up again. Most of her goals and passions are driven out of spite, or protective instincts and she is deeply passionate about protecting others. It is a stark contrast, her closed off and more relaxed versions and even Rashidah knows this, yet is too paranoid to work on herself. Maybe one day when she truly feels safe her walls can finally crumble.
Past
One day, Rashidah received the opportunity of a lifetime. She had received a letter from a sage at Sumeru Academy, offering to have her serve as an advisor on a program to help better the education of the children of the desert. Unfortunately for Rashidah, the sage had other plans for her. Instead, she was abducted and put into an experimental research project, which gave her severe spots of blindness in her eyesight. Rashidah somehow escaped months later with only resentment for the man who harmed her and the ragged clothes she was in. Nowadays, she lives deep within the desert, avoiding the forest side of Sumeru like the plague.
Vision
Rashidah had sworn to never return to Sumeru Akademiya but the feeling of disgust never left of, and felt as if the only way she could move on was to truly bury her childhood, seeking out the man who claimed to only wish to help her and challenging him to a duel. Despite years of experience now on her side she still began to lose the fight, on her final leg she collapsed and once she opened her eyes she noticed a small gemstone sitting in her lap, a vision. Mustering her final bit of strength she pummeled the man until he was lanying on the floor and dragged herself to the desert border, returning home with less weight on her shoulders.