Izznet H'unar
Journeyman
“Dance for your supper, little lost one. You have no home here, earn your keep or be shuffled off with the others.”
Naturally the Matriarch would be cruel and harsh, that was the way of their kind. The fact she was able to walk, much less dance was by the affections of the Matriarch and her sister. They saw the insignificance of a small low class underling as weakness to the House, but the handsome nature of her features endeared her for ‘other purposes’.
Within her own House, Hun’ep was considered inferior. Her training was to provide entertainment to those who desired it. She was taught several styles of belly dance becoming a favored pet to the Matriarch. It was in this training she also learned the fine art of spy craft.
Her skills in battle were minimal at best, but the alluring beauty of her curves and sultry eyes gave her the perfect tools to be ignored and overlooked as anything other than an object. She was greater than her years suggested and had been passed along to several Houses within the Drow community that had all been infiltrated and conquered, thanks largely to her wit and cunning nature.
Her costume was of little significance, her markings were what set her apart. She wore a ‘veil’ across her eyes painted a deep midnight blue. The color was almost obscured by the darkness of her natural skin tone, yet it made her pale lavender eyes shine. Gold rune markings had been etched into her skin when she was very young. The scars had healed to a flawless finish and gold was introduced as way of sealing the marks.
Her face may have been marred away from perfection, but for ornamentation they were elegant and stunning. Using gold chalk residue mixed in fragrant oil she would add other designs to obscure the original scar. In this manner she was able to deliver signs and signals in plain sight.
With each new House, she gained in favor and reputation. It was only onboard a VIXN ship that her nature was revealed. Seducing men was somewhat simple, cater to their egos and they become putty to be molded. Women tended to be more clever to the wiles of a siren, and another Drow walking the top world was next to impossible to deceive.
Isabella saw Hun’ep without the makeup and the costumes, and was well aware of the manner of woman she carried. To the captain, Hun’ep was nothing more than cargo to be sold at a price. Only time would tell if there was a warning that accompanied the sale agreement.
Naturally the Matriarch would be cruel and harsh, that was the way of their kind. The fact she was able to walk, much less dance was by the affections of the Matriarch and her sister. They saw the insignificance of a small low class underling as weakness to the House, but the handsome nature of her features endeared her for ‘other purposes’.
Within her own House, Hun’ep was considered inferior. Her training was to provide entertainment to those who desired it. She was taught several styles of belly dance becoming a favored pet to the Matriarch. It was in this training she also learned the fine art of spy craft.
Her skills in battle were minimal at best, but the alluring beauty of her curves and sultry eyes gave her the perfect tools to be ignored and overlooked as anything other than an object. She was greater than her years suggested and had been passed along to several Houses within the Drow community that had all been infiltrated and conquered, thanks largely to her wit and cunning nature.
Her costume was of little significance, her markings were what set her apart. She wore a ‘veil’ across her eyes painted a deep midnight blue. The color was almost obscured by the darkness of her natural skin tone, yet it made her pale lavender eyes shine. Gold rune markings had been etched into her skin when she was very young. The scars had healed to a flawless finish and gold was introduced as way of sealing the marks.
Her face may have been marred away from perfection, but for ornamentation they were elegant and stunning. Using gold chalk residue mixed in fragrant oil she would add other designs to obscure the original scar. In this manner she was able to deliver signs and signals in plain sight.
With each new House, she gained in favor and reputation. It was only onboard a VIXN ship that her nature was revealed. Seducing men was somewhat simple, cater to their egos and they become putty to be molded. Women tended to be more clever to the wiles of a siren, and another Drow walking the top world was next to impossible to deceive.
Isabella saw Hun’ep without the makeup and the costumes, and was well aware of the manner of woman she carried. To the captain, Hun’ep was nothing more than cargo to be sold at a price. Only time would tell if there was a warning that accompanied the sale agreement.
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