Zsuzsa

Description
Before you stands a spit fire of a woman standing a whooping 5ft and 3inches. Her body jumped forward in time when compared to her age. Zsuzsa's ample bosom barely contained under the blue silk corset cinching them together and up. She wears a skirt, layers upon layers of midnight blue silk. Black leather boots disappear up under her skirt, lacing up over her knees the fur lining peeking out from under her skirts when she sits.

Her auburn hair falls down past her pale snow white shoulders in large lazy curls whose ends dangle down just past her round bottom.Her pale jade coloured eyes show a strength unseen in anyone her age. The oversized sheepskin cloak she wears is the only thing that looks like it would keep her warm, but then again it's almost big enough to keep a couple of people warm.Over her shoulder is slung a pack for her personal items and she carries with her a quarterstaff. Harmless right?

Life Before Vintermor
Zsuzsa Canterquine is a local girl who grew up in the outskirts of Vintermor city, her family bred horses for the castle to use in their calvary during the war. Her father a retired adventurer would spin tales at night by the family's fire place of stuff that would happen in the city while he was in the service of the king. Her mother raised four children while her father was off in the service of the king, her three older brothers and herself (the baby). Her mother would go into the city to sell the candles that she would make, and to keep Zsuzsa out of trouble she would take her and show her how to make the candles.

Zsuzsa learned at a very young age that she could get members of the opposite sex to do stuff for her or give her stuff if she asked just right and looked really cute while she did it, she's used it to her advantage all her life. Using her father and three brothers as practice. She would keep note of a look that would work on the opposite sex as she got into her teens. She was learning about her feminine wiles and how to use them to her advantage.

As she got older she noticed some of the expected changes to her body and life, but the one she wasn't expecting was that when she would get emotional, unexplainable things would happen. Like the time when she was fifteen and she got into an argument with her mother and the candle she had been working on melted into a puddle in her hand causing some burns. Her mother was worried at first, they sat down with her father and talked about what had happened. Having been a man of the adventuring kind he'd heard of people who could also do such things.

Her father went into the city and came back with a woman who had the same sort of gifts as Zsuzsa, the woman took Zsuzsa on as a student of sorts only teaching her how to control her magicks. The Sorceress woman too Zsuzsa out of Vintermor and had her come and live with her for over three years, teaching her all that she could about the magicks that were coming to Zsuzsa naturally. The woman also taught Zsuzsa some of the ways of Duralion and told her of a place on the outskirts of the other side of the city that she should visit when she was old enough, giving her a wink. The woman taught Zsuzsa to infuse the candles she would make with the magicks that naturally came to the girl, so that they could be used for ritual purposes and taught her the basics for a ritual.

During the war of independence Zsuzsa without her parents knowledge was used by the armies of the Vintermor kingdom for her unique scrying talents. Every so often someone would come to the sorceress house and would get her to scry for the enemy to see if they could figure out from her visions where the enemy was coming from and stop them if they could.

When Zsuzsa came back to live with her parents she would run errands for her family, the men around the city would look at her differently, with want in their eyes. She liked being wanted by them and had the want to move to the city so that she could feel that sort of power over the men. Her family had noticed a change in her after she returned from her time with the sorceress, there was a strength in her eyes that they couldn't place, her eyes like her body seemed so much older than her age of 18.

When Zsuzsa finally turned 19 it was decided that it was her turn to move out and be on her own like her 3 older brothers, her father gave her one of his finest horses a pouch full of money and explained that he had done thing to her brothers. He was proud that she had a trade that her mother had taught her and was convinced she was mature enough to make it on her own and with her magicks under control could take care of herself.Off she rode into the city of Vintermor, but this time to stay.