Background:
Sen was born in the small coastal town of Risham, and, for the most part, she lived a relatively peaceful life. Her father spent his days out on the fishing boats, using his lighter, elven frame to clamber about the rigging more easily that his human co-workers. While it wasn't a glamorous job, it put food on the table and was fairly stable. Likewise, Sen's mother would often time spend her spare time sewing and would later sell what she had made on market days. As such, Sen spent the first several years of her life in relative comfort. Not the indulgences of a noble, but not really wanting for anything either. Unfortunately, this didn't last forever.
On the eve of Sen's 13th birthday, a wizard entered the town. He spent a few hours wandering about and attracting fearful glances from the locals. Given the rumors about the man, that he had been driven insane by his powers and was prone to bouts of unstable madness, they had reason to be afraid of him. Sen, however, didn't even know he was there until she and a few of her friends walked past him on their way home from wandering in the fields outside of town. Glancing past Sen's human friends, the wizard paused when he set eyes on Sen before exclaiming,
Of course! What a great idea! I've always wondered if you could get an elf to produce honey if you fiddle with them enough! They are close enough to flowers, anyway. He said before binding Sen with a spell. As her friends ran screaming, Sen could only watch hopelessly as the man walked over, lifted her into the air with magic, and then started casting a spell over both of them. Immediately, she had felt as if she were being torn apart before, only seconds later, being put back together on a cold, stone floor. Glancing about, She noticed that she was no longer in the village of her birth, but, instead, in a terrifying stone chamber. A reclined chair was prominent in the center of the room, but lining shelves around the walls were various glowing tools as well as jars full of body parts. Even worse, she could hear the sounds of strange and wretched beasts echoing from several metal doors set into the wall at one end of the room. Trying to struggle and get free, Sen could only flounder helplessly in the man's binding spell as he picked her back up and floated her to the chair. Once there, she was strapped in and her own private hell for the next six years would start.
Things varied as the years went on, but, for the most part, the first year was the worst. For most of that year, all she saw was the chamber she arrived in, and a small, windowless room where she was kept when the man wasn't experimenting on her. This was made even worse as she wasn't kept in the room alone. Chained to one wall of the room was a large, wolf-man who would constantly strain at his bonds to reach the young girl and sate his constant lust. Only by pushing herself into the very corner of the room at all times was Sen able to keep away from him. Of course, it wasn't pleasant outside the room, either. The wizard would alternate between using his tools to push strange energies into her, or using other tools to remove 'samples' of her body. He would generally remember to heal her afterward, but sometimes he would forget until the next session. Because of this, at one point, Sen even lost one of her eyes, and by the time the wizard remember to heal her, it was too late for his less than ideal healing magics to save the body part. As such, he eventually just ended up taking an eye from one of the storage jars, used some magic to fiddle with it, and stuck it into her empty socket, without even bothering to check if it matched.
Other effects of the man's treatment would also start manefesting themselves as well. Over the course of several sessions with the man talking about 'enhancing what is already there', Sen started finding vines mized in with her hair. For several days, when Sen would notice this, her first reaction would be to try and pull the vines out of her hair. However, after feeling the painful tugs on her scalp several times, she finally accepted that the vines were actually a part of her. Something the man had done, obviously, but apparently not what he had intended. For several days afterwords, the man increased his ranting and his carving up of her body. Although, he did remember to heal her on time during this period. Eventually, though, he had come to the conclusion that he was working in the wrong direction. Following that conclusion, over the course of the next month and a half, the man started focusing more on pushing odd energies into Sen's body. At first, Sen simply found herself sweating more, even when it wasn't hot, but eventually, she found the no matter what she did, she couldn't keep herself dry. Creepily, the man would often taste the fluid covering her body. Eventually, he announced,
The taste is right. Wrong consistency, but it doesn't matter and this is getting boring anyway. With that, he simply put her back into her room. For the next year following that, all Sen ever dealt with was the constant of the wolf-man chained to the wall, the repeated appearance of found onto an enchanted tile on the floor, and the occasional visit of the wizard as he gather samples of the fluid on her body for other experiments.
A change finally came in a mixture of relief and worry somewhere around her 15th birthday. It was, at that point, that she accidentally knocked a small stone the wolf-man had broken out of the wall between the door and the frame as the wizard closed it behind him. The wizard, apparently accustomed to the door simply magically closing and locking itself behind him, didn't pay attention as the rock kept the door open just enough so that it didn't lock. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sen snuck out a few hours later, once she was sure that the man was done with his experiments for the day, and began trying to find her way out of the tower. In order to keep the wizard from noticing, she would also sneak back into her room early each morning before the wizard woke up. Still, she did use the next several days to search the entire ground floor and most of the dungeon for an exit. Unfortunately, she was left with the fact that the wizard apparently only teleported in and out of the building as there were no doors and even the windows were only arrow slits. On the verge of giving up, Sen finally did find one thing to at least keep her mind off of the relative isolation and fear which accompanied her stay here: the wizard's library. It was also through the studies of these books that she hoped to find a way to escape, although a good portion of the books she found wouldn't be entirely of use while she was still trapped here, and siege weapons were only useful to break into a place and not out of it.
As such, Sen would spend the last four years of her stay sneaking up to the library during the night before returning to her cell during the day to occasionally be experimented on. Eventually, though, Sen came across a jackpot (In her mind at least): a book on architecture. While she didn't exactly focus on how to build buildings, Sen did use the book the figure out where they were the weakest. Then, one night, while the wizard was sleeping, Sen went and fetched several barrels of magical ingredients that she was fairly sure were explosive and placed them at a point in the building's wall that she believed to be fairly weak. Lighting a fuse, she then ran back to a nearby room to take shelter while she waited for the hopefully large explosion to blow a hole in the out wall. While inside, however, she noticed a rather useful item on display that she decided might want when she left. A pair of pants, magical pants, sure, but she mainly wanted them because she was completely naked otherwise. As she put them on, however, a massive explosion rocked the building. Apparently, she had miscalculated as to just how powerful the explosions produced by the magical ingredients would be. Deciding that it would be best to leave now before the wizard could figure out what was going on, Sen simply grabbed one last item that had been knocked off a higher shelf before running back out of the building and into the woods.
Now free, but utterly lost, Sen has decided to simply try and wander the countryside doing odd (Mostly combat related) jobs until she can finally figure out where her home is.
Bonuses: I hand these out.
Physical Description:
Sen is of average height and figure for an elf. As is normal for her race, she has oddly colored hair. In her case, she has hair that is orange at the base before fading into a light pink near the ends. Her right eye iris purple while her left, an artifact, has a glowing blue iris
Due to various experiments preformed on her, she has vines growing as tendrils of green amidst her hair as well as a constant layer of honey-flavored, fluid which covers her body.
Personality:
Unless something reminds her of her time spent trapped in Aslan's dungeon, Sen is rather fearless as she has already faced horrible things and survived. Most of the time, she tries to maintain an attitude of cheerfulness, although an observant person might noticed a forced edge to it.
Bonuses: I hand these out.
