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Aug. 20th, 2024 09:39 amI created this journal for playing Need, the sword with a cranky older angel bound to it. This has extended to also being used for Need without the sword, who's manifesting as in the spirit world with a simulacrum of her living body; and Sister Lashan, her pre-death identity. As Need she loses many memories including of her old name and culture but carries a very strong impression of being a woman.
Lashan's powers are less strong than they are when she's an angel. Unless she's making an effort the only active one is emotion-sensing. She's still strong but is also about seventy, and her age is starting to wear on her, so she's reluctant to get into altercations.
Lashan was born to a clan of plainsfolk, nomadic horse-riders and goat herders, and proved a promising fighter with some magical and psychic aptitude. She's a butch form of transfemme and identifies as both a woman and a "bayot", a plainsfolk third gender. Her people are good to their own in-group but often punishing and harsh to outsiders, such as one who attached herself to Lashan's more kindly brother and tried to follow the family as they traveled. Lashan considered herself soft for tolerating this woman at all but in hindsight realizes that she was uncaring and terrible, herself.
After completing her adulthood rites Lashan was chosen to witness a once-in-a-century multi-clan event in which an elder's spirit was bound to a holy weapon. On the way back she and her brother smelled smoke and found the camp razed. A monster called by the outcast in a moment of desperation had killed everyone in the night and went after these latecomers. Lashan's brother sacrificed himself so she could escape. Though Lashan helped in the effort to contain the situation, she was the last of her family and, feeling some responsibility, voluntarily went into exile, heading into the colder, wetter, forested lands of the people she called "housefolk".
From there she worked as a mercenary for some years before ending up training as a blacksmith, work that she took to well, being able to bring old skills in enchanting objects to give her work certain properties and tendencies. In her older years she also found redemption with a plainsfolk-influenced religious order of mainly women and joined a remote enclave, making swords for them to sell and regularly bringing outcasts and the desperate in from the cold. She taught and took apprentices, the final one being a girl named Vena, a former petty thief who took to swordsmithing with a will.
Lashan's powers are less strong than they are when she's an angel. Unless she's making an effort the only active one is emotion-sensing. She's still strong but is also about seventy, and her age is starting to wear on her, so she's reluctant to get into altercations.
Lashan was born to a clan of plainsfolk, nomadic horse-riders and goat herders, and proved a promising fighter with some magical and psychic aptitude. She's a butch form of transfemme and identifies as both a woman and a "bayot", a plainsfolk third gender. Her people are good to their own in-group but often punishing and harsh to outsiders, such as one who attached herself to Lashan's more kindly brother and tried to follow the family as they traveled. Lashan considered herself soft for tolerating this woman at all but in hindsight realizes that she was uncaring and terrible, herself.
After completing her adulthood rites Lashan was chosen to witness a once-in-a-century multi-clan event in which an elder's spirit was bound to a holy weapon. On the way back she and her brother smelled smoke and found the camp razed. A monster called by the outcast in a moment of desperation had killed everyone in the night and went after these latecomers. Lashan's brother sacrificed himself so she could escape. Though Lashan helped in the effort to contain the situation, she was the last of her family and, feeling some responsibility, voluntarily went into exile, heading into the colder, wetter, forested lands of the people she called "housefolk".
From there she worked as a mercenary for some years before ending up training as a blacksmith, work that she took to well, being able to bring old skills in enchanting objects to give her work certain properties and tendencies. In her older years she also found redemption with a plainsfolk-influenced religious order of mainly women and joined a remote enclave, making swords for them to sell and regularly bringing outcasts and the desperate in from the cold. She taught and took apprentices, the final one being a girl named Vena, a former petty thief who took to swordsmithing with a will.
