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Newt grew up on a squalid house from a poor village without any recollections from their parents. But they had a young brother named Tim. At age 7 Newt learned to steal from vendors and pickpocket in order to survive, though refraining their brother from doing the same as he was sickly and they certainly don't want him to do such thing. Tim was their only source of hope and sanity. Still, it didn't stop Newt from learning immoral things from back alleys and older street kids, joining the Varmints-- a fearsome gang infamous from their blood lust who preys on the weak to get what they want. It was also the first time Newt killed an innocent man because of peers.
One night a group of slave traders came and captured both of them together with the other slum kids. For months they stayed in the cellar for auctions. Until Newt tried to formulate a plan of escaping.
A plan which ended with their brother getting beheaded in front of them. This messed up Newt in a twisted way, held by one of the guards. Biting off the flesh of the guard's arm and gouging his eyes all the while screaming inaudibly for their dead brother.
The slave trader's manager watched in horror before putting them to sleep with a tranquilizing dart. On one hand he wanted to kill them, on the other he wanted to sell them for an even higher price as he sees something from their feral and barbaric actions. But his greediness over weighed the anger caused by having one of his men mutilated. Choosing the latter he thought, they could be someone's gladiator, or a monarch's pet, and with their unique features... they could also be traded as a sex slave.
Newt woke up in chains alone and being carried from a caravan. Cleaned, wearing nothing but a white robe. Apparently sold to a rich merchant bidder as a, God know's what. Groggy from the poison at the same time losing all hope from whatever's life they're about face, Newt lied down just letting the hope disintegrate.
But then they thought of their little brother's death, an image of a headless crying face. Something sparked within them, Anger, gradually builds up-- causing their eyes to dilate and their breath quickening. Small giggles turned to deranged laughter from their cursed fate. The journey through their destination was long but it didn't matter. Newt did nothing but wait, until the caravan stopped. Few minutes later and murmurs of discussion was heard and the door opened as they were greeted by three men, behind them a palace of grandeur... One might have a change of heart and accept defeat to live a life in splendor, despite being bought by a merchant.
But Newt has other plans in mind.
Newt did not last a day on their 'new home'. The kid walked out the door, their robe tattered as they bathe with blood, hands red from the bodies of all that resides the palace.
Not minding where their feet would take them, Newt vowed to take revenge on the slave traders in the same manner they killed Tim.
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Additional infos:
-Newt is a girl
-She was 10 years old when Augustus took her in.
-Newt talks in third person and has a hard time pronouncing few words.
-Pronouns can be she/them
-Newt is a prankster. Even if it's someone she cares about, she won't hesitate to make really dangerous pranks for laughs.
-She does not prefer armors so most of the time she ends up taking them off even in battle.
-When in battle, Newt would rather charge head first.
-Newt does not have signature weapon and relies heavily on speed. Also sometimes she can be seen playing with a small knife.
-She has a brother named Tim and they originated from an almost extinct tribe due to frequent slavery. (trying to find a good name for the tribe)
-The death of her brother still haunts her sometimes.
-Deep down her revenge remains absolute. She copes by preying on small animals and imagining them as the slave traders, drawing on ways to kill them, which usually gets her in trouble.
