Amare

Name: Amare

Age: 97

Species: Aequu

Gender: Female

Summary:  Amare was once a part of the same tribe of Aequu as Natia. She helped care for Natia when she was first born, but relative to the lifespan of the Aequu, their ages aren't very far apart. As a result, once Natia began to mature, the two girls grew to be inseparable friends, like sisters in a way. Amare would drop everything to help her dear friend in a heartbeat. She knew that Natia had a tendency to wander outside of the tribe late at night in spite of her instructions, but she never reported the girl's mistakes because she understood Natia's desire to find love. Besides, she always had the excuse of populating the foliage with berries and fruit for the local wildlife. Amare would occasionally even accompany Natia in the middle of the night to ensure her safety and just enjoy each other's company. 

Needless to say, when Natia went missing one day, Amare grew greatly concerned. Although the idea of Natia being abducted was the last thing on her mind, she thought her friend may have been in some form of danger. She never reported her knowledge to the elder as she felt partially responsible for Natia's disappearance and wanted to find her and bring her home safely herself. She figured she may have simply wandered off too far and gotten lost. She hastily went out from the tribe without permission to seek her friend. However, the slavers who had abducted Natia had left a squadron of bandits in case more Aequu showed themselves. Amare had fallen for the exact same trap as her friend, mistaking the nest of flowers as something that may have been created by Natia. The slavers clasped an inhibitor around her neck and sent her off to the capital of Cratheil Kingdom to be sold as a slave, just as Natia was. However, she wasn't nearly as fortunate as her friend.

Amare was successfully transported to the capital where she had been sold against her will for a hefty price. She fought tooth and nail for as long as she could but eventually began to lose hope that she would ever be rescued. She was simply property now. She was purchased by a wandering merchant who bought and sold rare, stolen artifacts. However, he had no interest in selling a possession like Amare. He saw her perfect, youthful body, and her incredible self-healing capabilities as an Aequu, and saw that she would be perfect for a much more lucrative business. No matter how much money he'd dropped on her, he was confident that he could have his new slave use her body to turn an endless profit for as long she lived. 

During this newfound life as a slave and prostitute, Amare quickly grew much more bitter toward her position and the world around her. She began to appear much more dirtied and sickly. And though she obeyed her commands out of fear, she did nothing more than curse the outsiders who had ruined her life under her breath.