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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Falkus" data-source="post: 2347272" data-attributes="member: 22634">Dyria DelmarRace: HumanClass: Fighter 6/Lasher 6-8Alignment: Chaotic-GoodDescription: Dyria Delmar, age thirty, stands at 5’4”, and weights 118 pounds. She’s got a slender and lithe build. She has long red hair, and green eyes, as well as a fiery temper. Her back and chest are covered in long scars from being severely whipped. There is a brand of an S in a circle on her lower right arm and her thigh. There are two whips attached to her belt, a normal whip and one that looks more like a piece of barbed wire with a blade at the end.Background: Dyria Delmar was grew up in Athkala, the only child of a fairly wealthy merchant. Though not one of the more powerful people in Athkala, he still took part in the politics of the nation. That was to be his downfall.When Dyria was eighteen, her father was killed. Assassinated by the Shadow Thieves who had been hired by one of his political enemies. After a period of mourning, she was approached by the same people who had him killed with an offer to buy his business. She refused, deciding that she could run it just fine herself.That was a mistake.She was kidnapped from her home shortly later by Shadow Thieves, and then sold to illegal slavers operating in Athkala, who sent her south to Calimshan.Dyria was a fiery, independent person. As a result, she made a difficult slave, and was frequently punished during and after her training. She still bears the scars of it all over her body.She went from owner to owner over the course of eight years. Sometimes being used for manual labor, or domestic service, or more unpleasant activities.Her final owner was more harsh than any of her previous ones, and punished much more severly. His taskmasters often whipped her to the brink of deathHowever, this turned to her advantage. One night, while suffering from another day of punishment, her taskmaster got careless. Hauling her out of her cot, with an intention of whipping her some more, something snapped in Dyria’s mind. She had been a rebellious individual before, yes, but she had never truly fought back against her owners, always stopping when the punishment came.This time was different.Forcing the whip out of the taskmasters hand as he tried to hit her, she wrapped it around his throat, and strangled him to death with it.Taking some gold and the whip, she stole away into the night, but first made a vow. She would hunt down and kill her owner, and all of her previous owners as well.Keeping herself hidden, she trained herself in combat, and sought out instructors in Calimshan to teach her what she needed to know. She used the whip as a weapon, because she appreciated the irony. Whips were used to keep slaves in line, and now she was going to use it as a weapon of vengeance against slave owners.The next several years were particularly bloody for Dyria, as she hunted down and killed her previous owners. She finally fled Calimshan, and sailed back to Amn, where she returned to the city in a flurry of blood and violence, tracking down and killing the man who had murdered her father and arranged for her to be sold into slavery.Wanted for a string of murders in both Calimshan and Amn, and with her vengeance finally satisfied, she made her way further up the Sword Coast to Waterdeep, where she sought gainful employment as a mercenary adventurer.</blockquote>

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