Freida

Beneath in waxing crescent, during 16/4 year of the Crane in the quiet village northwest to the Great Capital Belvarus, Freida Emrie Amalrick was born, born into the family of edcuated yet still middle class wandering merchant family the young Freida was timid and frail since childhood, often spent time more with books and dolls more than playing and mingling with other children of her age, growing up Freida's solitude made her a lone wolf, fewer with friends more time with studying. her childhood is nothing out of the ordinary, as it was as ordinary as the middle class merchant family can afford in Nemedian society. it was in her teenage year that she begun her study in the art of alchemy. the start was rough and challenging for the young lass with low social skills, often being ignored by her pier and her teacher as she show no promising skills or talent in alchemy.

Many years went by her knowledge in alchemy grew but it's not in the alchemy art that she shine, it's her natural affinity toward the art of trading that would propelling her foward. although still as timid as the young her, she slowly learn to properly socialize but it's not in the social part of trading that would earn her status, it's her sharp wit and her well-verse knowledge of various Hyborian nations custom that earn her the spot the finally took the business from her aging father.

At the age of 27 she's finally ready for the Caravan, from Belvarus to the port of Argos the young merchant with bright future finally found her footing in the world through trading medical goods and alchemical reagent she tirelessly procured through her own crafting and trading but then tragedy struck, first it was the bad weather that blown the ship she boarded off course then after stranded in the strange land, an unknown cultist of hellish origin attacked her, the murauder assailed the camp during the night killed all guards and men with able body and captured all woman. Freida was among the unfortunate. after the raid the cultist settled on the island near the shipwreck for two days, prepared the captive for the unknown ritual. but right before the ritual could commence a ship sailed in Serpent banner approach the island, the cultist alerted quickly gather up the captive and sliting their throat one by one to denied the Settite invader their sacrificial lamp, Freida was almost killed, if it's not for her being the last person alive there. the cultist sinked their knife into her neck, split it open apart, yet by miracle her life is yet no be forfeited, the cut seperate the vocal cord rendered Frieda unable to speak. with only one sacrificial lamp left the Settite invader sent in their healer to heal her wound before enslave, poor Freida for the Sacrifice. but against high priest order, the disgrunted slave soldier plotted against their master. learning that defiled the lamp would bring great wrath of Set onto the priest caste the slave soldier care not of the poor helpless, silence girl only the vengeange could satisfied him. the soldier defiled her and left a stain of defiling on the poor girl, the high priest was greatly furious and frightful. he immediately order an execution on poor Frieda and a ruthless search for the culprit. the search bear to fruit, as the soldier are long gone by that point,

Although all hope seem lost, by some miracle during her transfer her cage broke loose, free from captivity by an unknown monster in unknown land Freida collapse into the sand dune, before waking up again.. in an unfamiliar cell..