The many personas of Kyat

Mundane Name	Household	Company	Persona Name
TC Lott	Lunar Legend	Widow's Peak	Kyat

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Member since: Co-Founder of Frost Fire 2007

Awards:

Dragon

#1 Given by Cubli Kong, March 2001
Lion

#1 Given by Cubli Kong, March 2001
Owl

#1 Given by Cubli Kong, March 2001
Rose

#1 Given by Baronet Cubli Kong, November 2006
Garber

#1 Given by Cubli Kong, March 2001

#2 Given by Baronet Cubli Kong, November 2006

#3 Given by Baronet Cubli Kong, November 2006 (autumn bodice)

Personas and Histories

History of Kyat: Kyat is an Elven shapeshifter trained in the arts of healing. She was once full of life and very outspoken. One day, much like today, a traveler passed by her and overheard her boasting about how well of a fighter she was. He had seen this as a challenge and called her on it. Despite her young age, she accepted and won. The traveler then asked for a rematch. Kyat's ego would not allow her to say no and, once again, she accepted the challenge and won again. The traveler, again, asked for one more match. This time for a prize, full life of slavery. Haveing already beat him twice, Kyat did not see a problem with this and thought the man a fool for offering himself up like that and accepted his challenge once again. However, she did not realize that the traveler was a master wizard and over powered Kyat.

After many years of tortured slavery to the traveler, Kyat's spirit was broken. She was bought, traded, and passed around like property for so long, she had forgotten who she was. "Why hadn't she ran away?" you may ask... the answer to this is very simple. The traveler was infact a master wizard and cast a spell of loyalty on Kyat. She is not able to go beyond 100 feet of her current owner, whomever it may be at the time.

Kyat is currently owned by Lord Chaos, the Mad Hatter of the Gypsies. Chaos' father, Zahatortae, had seen her in the market and quickly decided that she had potential to help him in his diabolical plans. After spending several days with her and learning of her history, Lord Zahatortae wanted to break the spell that was cast upon the young elf. Lord Zaha had begun immediately to gain all knowledge of this traveler and the spell he used. After several attempts, and failing miserably, Lord Zahatortae engulfed himself in flames. Unfortunatly, all that was found of him the next day by his son, Lord Chaos, was a spellbook, a few notes, and a small little kitten with a note around her collar.

My Son,

If you have found this letter, than I fear I am no longer around. No, stupid, I'm NOT the cat! I hope you can do what I was apparently never able to do. Take the kitten and my belongings far away from this area before removing her collar. Her name is Kyat.
STOP THINKING THAT I AM THE BLOODY CAT!!!!
Everything will become clear after following these instructions.....

Unfortunately, the rest of the letter was burned in the explosion and Chaos never knew what instructions were left for him. But through his notes, Zahatortae's true meaning was revealed to his son. After removing the collar from around the kitten's neck, Kyat revealed her true elven form. Chaos realized exactly what his father was trying to say in his notes.

To Kyat, Lord Chaos is a godsend. He has given her the freedom to roam (yet remain nearby so not to feel the deathly pain of the loyalty spell), and to do as she wished. But alas, some habits are hard to break. Kyat had been a slave for so long that she does not know the meaning of freewill and usually always askes permission from Lord Chaos before doing anything. Though he is from another household, Lord Chaos allows Kyat to wear the colors of her own. Her favorite past time is shifting into a fairy and being mischievious.

History of Anise DuChevalier: A french girl born into chivalry, Anise and her older brother, Phillipe, lost their parents at a young age. Phillipe vowed to always protect his younger sister no matter what the cost. He began training in magic as well as sword. Little did he know that Anise, while watching, also learned. She would always sneak out while her brother was asleep and practice what she had seen him do that day. Both of them became great warriors and proved it on the battlefield. Anise, however, had to disguise herself as a boy inorder to fight. After the battle was over, an older gentleman, known as Rhoane, approached Phillipe and the two of them talked. Anise decided to enjoy the after party and found herself a seat to rest in while enjoying watching the others.

Phillipe, after talking to the man, seemed to be in good spirits and decided to pick on his little sister. Now annoyed, Anise chased Phillipe all over the area. Phillie being the prankster that he is, continued to look over his shoulder at Anise and mocked her while running. This caused him to trip over a tree root. He began backing up thinking that there was nothing behing him and he would be able to stand up and return to running. Unfortunatly, that was not the case, there was infact a bush that he had backed up into. Rhoane had stepped in between the two facing Anise with his arms folded. "Why are you attacking my son?" he asked her.

Anise, still annoyed by her brother replied. "I don't know where you got your facts from but that, good sir, is my my brother."
Rhoane was taken back by her rudeness and he turned to look at Phillipe, still on the ground. "you have a sister?" Phillipe nodded.
Rhoane- "So now I have a daughter out of this as well?!" Again Phillipe nodded.
Rhoane turned back to Anise. "And what praytell did he do to you might I ask?"
Anise gave him the coldest stare ever possible "He called me a lady."
Rhoan smiled and chuckled to himself. "After what I've seen of you tonight, I can honestly say that you are NO lady."

Satisfied with that comment, Anise nodded back to Rhoane. The two of them looked to see Phillpe still sitting on the ground backed up into the bush. Rhoane sighed at the boy. "Sorry, son, you are on your own for that one." He then handed Anise his own sword and walked off. Anise, pleased with the fact that someone finally agreed with her not being a lady, hung her head in laughter and helped her brother up. "So what's this about you being his son?" She asked. Phillipe put his arm around his younger sister and smiled. "That man there, is Rhoane Du Chevalier. He has asked to adopt us."
From that day on, they were known as Anise and Phillipe Majah DuChevalier.

History of the Assassin: Not much is known about this loner other than she is an assassin for hire.

History of the Creedance: She goes by cree for short. This playfull kitsune is only a small child. She loves playing with her white ball and spazes when she can't find it. Be prepared for trouble if you are the one that has her ball!

History of Lady kitsune: Not much is known about this lovely mother except that she is most definatly ALFA of the pack. Don't you dare mess with any of her children unless you are prepared for an all out war!