[FR & ENG speaker]

Searlait (Séarlait)
Pictish fighter
23 years old
Foreigner from your realm


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"You are different. Don't let them catch you. Follow me, don't trust anyone else but me. Hear me, see me. Don't let the gods tricking you, pray them but don't trust them."

Those words where the last words of my mother Aislinn. Father said she is dead, but she isn't. I keep seeing her, hearing her, feeling her. They are all telling me lies. They want me to change, as "the others".

My name is Searlait. I am a foreigner. I learned the basics of your language, as my mother told me to do so. I am a fighter, keeping my spear, my round shield and my sword with me. I believe in gods you don't know. I believe in things you wouldn't understand. I believe in things... you wouldn't believe yourself. I see, I hear, I smell, I touch things you wouldn't see, hear, smell or touch. Some people of my tribe are calling me a "seer", some other a "geilt".

This is the beginning of my story amongst you all.

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"Tu es différente. Ne les laisse pas t'attraper. Suis-moi, ne crois en personne d'autre que moi. Entends-moi, vois-moi. Ne laisse pas les dieux te piéger, prie-les mais ne les crois pas."

Ces mots étaient les derniers de ma mère, Aislinn. Père disait qu'elle était morte, mais elle ne l'est pas. Je la vois toujours, je l'entends toujours, je la ressens toujours. Ils me disent tous des mensonges, ils veulent que je change, comme "les autres".

Mon nom est Séarlait. Je suis une étrangère. J'ai appris les rudiments de votre langage, comme ma mère m'a demandé de le faire. Je suis une guerrière, je garde avec moi ma lance, mon bouclier et mon épée longue. Je crois en des dieux que vous ne connaissez pas. Je crois en des choses que vous ne comprendriez pas. Je crois en des choses... que vous ne comprendriez pas. Je vois, j'entends, je sens, je touche des choses que vous ne pourriez voir, entendre, sentir ou toucher. Les gens de ma tribu disent que je suis un "devin", d'autres que je suis un "geilt".

Ceci est le début de mon histoire parmi vous.

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RP-wise: (Please, don't use those informations unfairly. I count on you.)

She is afraid of:
- The dark
- Her father
- Loosing her mother

She has fears of:
- Her gods and nords gods
- Death and underworld's realm
- The nordsmen

She is wary of:
- Men & women
- Magic
- << The Unknown Black One >>*
- << the Others >>**

She trusts in:
- Her mother

* & ** : Ahah ! You'll have to discover who they are.

ERP-wise:
Sexual orientation: Lesbian, nonetheless, a man could drag her in his bed if it does properly.

Sex: F


  RED:
  - Oversized dongles
  - Scat
  - Gore
  - Perma-Death
  - Blood

  YELLOW:
  - Sex-driven
  - Males
  - Slavery
  - Monsters & Were-Beasts

  GREEN:
  - Shemales
  - Hermaphrodites
  - Females

  WHITE:
  - Story-driven
  - Legs & co
 
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More to come by PDF for those interested

French PDF (English PDF will come once I'll translate them... which would be very long as I'm not really comfy with English nice writting)
http://tinyurl.com/PartOneFR