Post by Leida Galipova on Oct 2, 2009 15:27:03 GMT -5
Name: Leida Galipova
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Height: 5’7
Race: Ruskovian
Home Country: Ruskovia
Appearance: Leida is a naturally slender girl, no mater what it seems immposible for her to gain weight, and though she doesn’t look sickly thin, she is on her way there. Her hair is blonde and naturally straight, something she usually keeps in a braid, especially when doing her duties. Her eyes are a crystal summer blue though they can vary depending on what she wears. Despite the weary road she has already traveled, its hard to believe she’s eighteen, looking much younger then she is, something she’ll occasionally use to her benefit. She is short in stature as well as frame and her skin is a creamy colour with a pinkish hue, never tanning easily.
Personality: Her usual disposition is silence finding her words don’t ever do any good any way, why bother sharing. And though her life seems fraught with trouble, she still manages to smile and laugh. Most wouldn’t know it to look at her but she’s very funny once she opens up and starts talking. Having a natural gift for stitch work, she often makes quilts or other items to sell at market or give to friends…Though the truth is she has very little friends in her life. Often called sweet buy those she meets, one would never know to meet her that she’s had such a terrible life.
History: Leida’s grandfather Roman was a seasoned wood worker and craftsman that created a small name and fortune for himself. Known for his skill, he became sough after by the young ladies in his village, and after a time he married a woman of little name but plenty of money. Soon after their marriage began she became with child and bore Pavel with great difficulty. Because of the birth they were never able to carry a child to term, but they were content to let their only son take over the family business. Unfortunately though, as Pavel grew it became aware to his parents that he was a stubborn, difficult child, only getting worse in his teens as he frequently got into trouble. By the time he was in his twenty’s, his parents had had enough and forced him to marry and prepare to take over the business. Pavel despised his bride as well as his family for the life he was being made to leave and the night of their wedding he forced himself on her and took her by force. It resulted in the conception of Leida, but unfortunately Pavel’s wife never made it through the birth. Some say that she was too heart broken with the husband she had been made to wed, to wish to live long enough to see her child.
Either way Leida grew up in an environment where Pavel did not spend much time with her. She was mostly raised by her grand parents while Pavel went off and gambled, drank or slept around; all of which often led to him landing in custody of the guard. When Leida was seven her grandmother died leaving only her to do most of the household work, the cooking and cleaning as well as sewing and gardening. Though she was young, her grandfather always told her they were useful skills to carry with her. Unbeknownst to him, he was quite right. But either way, she became a very complacent child, always doing as she was told, always on time and eager to please, and never crying when she was scolded. In fact Leida can’t even remember the last time she has cried, no matter what the circumstance; she’s always been able to compartmentalize the pain of her life.
When Leida was ten Roman died leaving Pavel with money to care for himself and the young girl, but before a year had even passed, Pavel was in dire straights. He would pawn his daughter off to places here and there, teaching her to con and pick pocket, for three years they were able to live like this till Pavel’s “luck” ran out. Eventually he was unable to keep his daughter and sold her permanently to a greedy Baron. A man of decent wealth and an establish family, Leida didn’t have much trouble fitting into her new place as a maid on staff. The other servants were friendly with her and often times watched out for the quiet girl who didn’t often speak.
As was the family’s tradition, they would often leave the confines of their small estate during the spring and summer months and take up residence either at the palace, or a small apartment in the city. This year the Baron would not go with them, and at fifteen Leida became the house’s whore. It began one night with a drunken moment where he touched her and then proceeded to grind against her till his spilled his seed in his breeches. But by a week in he wait till the house was busy else where, force her down, and rape her. Careful and devious, the Baron would only use her rear entrance knowing that she would not get with child this way, and not have him caught. Leida, being the person she was, never fought back, never cried, she simply knew enough to knew that she should take what ever he did to her. She was also grateful that he never took her true virginity; this actually made her have a fraction of gratitude for the Baron and in doing so opened her up to allow everything he did to her and in time there were moments where she actually allowed herself to take pleasure from it.
When fall arrived and the Baron’s family was supposed to return, it was only his eldest son that did. The Baron’s wife stayed in the city with her daughter and younger son because the youngest son was sick. Knowing he should travel to the City, the Baron left and the Heir took his place. By then most of the staff had shunned her for her behaviour, often calling her a whore behind her back, or spitting in her food. Strangely enough Leida didn’t care much and continued to do her work, knowing that she could have it worse on the streets of the city. When the Heir began to hear the whispered rumours of Leida’s complacency in the Baron’s sexual deviancy, he tested it out for himself. Now it was his turn, and he took pleasure in coveting what his father had had; but the difference between the men soon shone through as the Heir began to give her lover’s tokens. When winter came it was agreed that the Baron’s wife would remain in the city with her two younger children, and the Baron would remain at the estate with his Heir. This made life in the house a little more complicated for Leida as firstly both the Baron and his Heir had begun to be less discreet about their assaults on the girl and often she would watch other members of the staff walk in on her and either the Baron or his Heir, but then they began to quarrel over her once they had found out about each other. During that time, the Heir also took to sharing Leida with his friends and members of the guard. She would always promise to do as they wished as long as they would not take her virginity and get her with child.
For the entire winter her life became a winding road of different men, some that would give her money, others like the Baron who would simply take their own pleasure, and then there was the Heir, who even told her that he loved her. When his father heard about this he became furious with his son, they fought for weeks straight, and by the end of summer the Baron told Leida to pack her things, he was sending her away. Once again, she never shed a single tear. At just seventeen Leida was given to the Tsar’s palace where she was appointed the position of maid in the servant’s quarters.
For a year she stuck to herself, worked hard at her chores, and bothered no one, so when a maid in the main palace left to marry the new position was given to her. Though still a maid, she is afforded a bit of a better lifestyle, evening getting her own room and a raise in salary. She endeavors to work hard and make a decent living for herself; and though she does, she frequently prostitutes herself to members of the guard for money. Her dream is to one day buy back her grandfather’s farm and live a happy life on her own.
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Height: 5’7
Race: Ruskovian
Home Country: Ruskovia
Appearance: Leida is a naturally slender girl, no mater what it seems immposible for her to gain weight, and though she doesn’t look sickly thin, she is on her way there. Her hair is blonde and naturally straight, something she usually keeps in a braid, especially when doing her duties. Her eyes are a crystal summer blue though they can vary depending on what she wears. Despite the weary road she has already traveled, its hard to believe she’s eighteen, looking much younger then she is, something she’ll occasionally use to her benefit. She is short in stature as well as frame and her skin is a creamy colour with a pinkish hue, never tanning easily.
Personality: Her usual disposition is silence finding her words don’t ever do any good any way, why bother sharing. And though her life seems fraught with trouble, she still manages to smile and laugh. Most wouldn’t know it to look at her but she’s very funny once she opens up and starts talking. Having a natural gift for stitch work, she often makes quilts or other items to sell at market or give to friends…Though the truth is she has very little friends in her life. Often called sweet buy those she meets, one would never know to meet her that she’s had such a terrible life.
History: Leida’s grandfather Roman was a seasoned wood worker and craftsman that created a small name and fortune for himself. Known for his skill, he became sough after by the young ladies in his village, and after a time he married a woman of little name but plenty of money. Soon after their marriage began she became with child and bore Pavel with great difficulty. Because of the birth they were never able to carry a child to term, but they were content to let their only son take over the family business. Unfortunately though, as Pavel grew it became aware to his parents that he was a stubborn, difficult child, only getting worse in his teens as he frequently got into trouble. By the time he was in his twenty’s, his parents had had enough and forced him to marry and prepare to take over the business. Pavel despised his bride as well as his family for the life he was being made to leave and the night of their wedding he forced himself on her and took her by force. It resulted in the conception of Leida, but unfortunately Pavel’s wife never made it through the birth. Some say that she was too heart broken with the husband she had been made to wed, to wish to live long enough to see her child.
Either way Leida grew up in an environment where Pavel did not spend much time with her. She was mostly raised by her grand parents while Pavel went off and gambled, drank or slept around; all of which often led to him landing in custody of the guard. When Leida was seven her grandmother died leaving only her to do most of the household work, the cooking and cleaning as well as sewing and gardening. Though she was young, her grandfather always told her they were useful skills to carry with her. Unbeknownst to him, he was quite right. But either way, she became a very complacent child, always doing as she was told, always on time and eager to please, and never crying when she was scolded. In fact Leida can’t even remember the last time she has cried, no matter what the circumstance; she’s always been able to compartmentalize the pain of her life.
When Leida was ten Roman died leaving Pavel with money to care for himself and the young girl, but before a year had even passed, Pavel was in dire straights. He would pawn his daughter off to places here and there, teaching her to con and pick pocket, for three years they were able to live like this till Pavel’s “luck” ran out. Eventually he was unable to keep his daughter and sold her permanently to a greedy Baron. A man of decent wealth and an establish family, Leida didn’t have much trouble fitting into her new place as a maid on staff. The other servants were friendly with her and often times watched out for the quiet girl who didn’t often speak.
As was the family’s tradition, they would often leave the confines of their small estate during the spring and summer months and take up residence either at the palace, or a small apartment in the city. This year the Baron would not go with them, and at fifteen Leida became the house’s whore. It began one night with a drunken moment where he touched her and then proceeded to grind against her till his spilled his seed in his breeches. But by a week in he wait till the house was busy else where, force her down, and rape her. Careful and devious, the Baron would only use her rear entrance knowing that she would not get with child this way, and not have him caught. Leida, being the person she was, never fought back, never cried, she simply knew enough to knew that she should take what ever he did to her. She was also grateful that he never took her true virginity; this actually made her have a fraction of gratitude for the Baron and in doing so opened her up to allow everything he did to her and in time there were moments where she actually allowed herself to take pleasure from it.
When fall arrived and the Baron’s family was supposed to return, it was only his eldest son that did. The Baron’s wife stayed in the city with her daughter and younger son because the youngest son was sick. Knowing he should travel to the City, the Baron left and the Heir took his place. By then most of the staff had shunned her for her behaviour, often calling her a whore behind her back, or spitting in her food. Strangely enough Leida didn’t care much and continued to do her work, knowing that she could have it worse on the streets of the city. When the Heir began to hear the whispered rumours of Leida’s complacency in the Baron’s sexual deviancy, he tested it out for himself. Now it was his turn, and he took pleasure in coveting what his father had had; but the difference between the men soon shone through as the Heir began to give her lover’s tokens. When winter came it was agreed that the Baron’s wife would remain in the city with her two younger children, and the Baron would remain at the estate with his Heir. This made life in the house a little more complicated for Leida as firstly both the Baron and his Heir had begun to be less discreet about their assaults on the girl and often she would watch other members of the staff walk in on her and either the Baron or his Heir, but then they began to quarrel over her once they had found out about each other. During that time, the Heir also took to sharing Leida with his friends and members of the guard. She would always promise to do as they wished as long as they would not take her virginity and get her with child.
For the entire winter her life became a winding road of different men, some that would give her money, others like the Baron who would simply take their own pleasure, and then there was the Heir, who even told her that he loved her. When his father heard about this he became furious with his son, they fought for weeks straight, and by the end of summer the Baron told Leida to pack her things, he was sending her away. Once again, she never shed a single tear. At just seventeen Leida was given to the Tsar’s palace where she was appointed the position of maid in the servant’s quarters.
For a year she stuck to herself, worked hard at her chores, and bothered no one, so when a maid in the main palace left to marry the new position was given to her. Though still a maid, she is afforded a bit of a better lifestyle, evening getting her own room and a raise in salary. She endeavors to work hard and make a decent living for herself; and though she does, she frequently prostitutes herself to members of the guard for money. Her dream is to one day buy back her grandfather’s farm and live a happy life on her own.