Zahirah Bint Qarmzi
She has some homebrew stuff that I will try to explain but probably do terribly. This is my current character in the D&D game that this AU is drawing inspiration from
Zahirah Bint Qarmzi Class: Sword Dancer of Alexandros (think fighter-cleric-bard hybrid) Personal Deity: Zafirah Arif Alignment: Neutral Good
The Deity Zafirah Arif is the goddess of death and joy
Sworddancers are both her warriors and clerics... they celebrate her funerary rites as well as protect others
It is better to go down dancing with laughter in your voice
The church has their hand in all levels of Alexandros and its not a party without a sworddancer to grace it
They don't have vows of celibacy
They aren't picky as to who calls their services even the undead buried in the desert will ask for a dancer to court their halls when the sands receed
Now onto Zahirah
She is between the 2nd to 6th child of Magnus and his wife, she is not from one of the two concubines.
She is very close to her twin brothers Ahzek and Ohrmuzd they are the eldest and like their counterparts inherited quite powerful magic from their father
Magnus has a habit of naming his children after powerful magical beings or deities from his home realm, the boys tend to be space marines while the girls after goddesses
But when Zahirah was born Magnus and his wife could not feel an ounce of magic from her. And Magnus did not want to give her a name that did not fit or burden her with expectations
He had locked himself in his study days after she was born trying to figure out what to call her till his wife came in with the unnamed baby girl
'All those names I had chosen before... none will fit. I feel no magic at all from her.' Magnus said looking down mournfully at the little girl 'Perhaps it will come to her later.' His wife spoke and Magnus held his tongue as he could feel no spark of magic at all unlike other humans here who had some modicum of magic in them he felt none at all from her. 'She still needs a name dear. And you as the husband and father have final say.' Magnus groaned at his wife as she was so powerful so amazing that she didn't need to hold herself to silly tradition! She could be her own woman and bring others to their knees! Yet perhaps that's why he loved her? She had such power at her fingertips and was humble about it... he took the tiny frail thing. He remembers back upon Prospero having seen others given birth... he could not stop the smile... babies were rather cutely ugly things, eyes too big for their head, tiny and oddly old looking. But she was his cute little ugly thing. He held her as the sky was clear and walked over to the balcony, magic swirling around her to keep her warm from the chill of the night. He looked up at the stars all unfamiliar and all wrong but when he looked down at her she opened her eyes the blue grey capturing the light of the stars. 'Zahirah...' He whispered. His little star... she would be their starlight
Her nickname from her father is Starlight
She has a childhood friend in a blue dragon that she used a wish spell on to save his life, he is also the one who would send her admirer letters when she became a sword dancer (he is determined on making her the crowning jewel of his hoard)
However she quickly learned early on that no one wanted to marry her as being from a powerful sorcerer family led to expectations. Younger siblings would find mates over her and many would try to renegotiate if it was found out that they were meeting Zahirah.
Her jealousy over the fact that she was unwanted would grow into a bitter ugly thing to the point she determined that if no one wanted her she would be come the object of desire of all and none could have her
She became the object of attention in all the courts of Alexandros. Her long dark red hair and her slightly reddened skin meant everyone knew what her breeding was and suddenly she was desired but no one could keep her attention... no amount of money could keep her in a man's court or keep her in their bed.
She broke many hearts and lust kept many more after her
Her right eye, like all children of Magnus, has a tattoo on it that gives it an eye of Ra appearance and the rumor among her siblings is that their father can look through their eyes should the mark be visible. Now she can't turn it off but she can cover it up with makeup
Her favorite weapon is a kopesh; she has one from her father that when she activates the small magical effect on it in a dark room. Projects the stars that would be overhead at him
Magnus is overly protective of his non magical daughter afraid that the flesh change will take hold of her
She was never allowed to leave Alexandros for long but one night she left spurred on about the way her father would speak about his brother in arms A man who held to many secrets; A man who enraptured all who saw him; An artisan with no equal; A khan that always tried to race the wind; A wolf in the shape of a man; A builder who could build a castle out of sand; A prince of bats; One with wings as white as snow... as gentle as his soul but hid the depths of his rage; A man with silver hands; A man who knew only pain and rage but a depth of understanding no equal; A leader among men; A man who shared a crib with pestilence and death; A man with the drive no even gods can stop; A man with unfaltering faith; A smith with no equal; A prince of crows; And trickster twins When asked what he was called he would simply say The crimson king or with a chuckle the red cyclops
So she left without telling her parents where she was going and started to collect her 'cousins in arms'
Of course she was very much in trouble when she contacted her family when there was an incident involving demons in gold and her family found out she was alive.
She very much sees herself as a pretty face as she loves to dance, seeing herself less of the cleric side of her order but she has been trained in the funerary rites
