Ra-Mal

Born in the Ignian mountains that seperate Lohrein and Ulcarin, one of the many bastardised children of the herd's alpha and destined to one day become yet another of his servants or "wives". From a young age she taught herself how to fight, enduring all the abuse her father dished out as well as resisting the teachings of her mother. Unwilling to just lie down and submit she challenged her father at the age of 16 to a duel. Her father was skilled but age had robbed him of his strength, nethertheless the battle was long and blood was shed with her will being the force that drove her to finish the fight... yet she still couldn't kill her father. He was kneeling there, ready for the blow that would not come instead he would lose all of the authority he had worked towards.

The new "alpha", Ra-Mal freed the many females who had become nothing but slaves or breeders to her father. Disbanding the herd and heading off on her own into the wide world that was foreign to her. The first few years were rough, spending most of her time on the move and learning the language of Lohrein with the years soon honing it into its fluency. Her large build and size made her a perfect bodyguard or mercernary. Spending the youth of her career as a hired guard for a minor lord though when her contract was up she head out into the world to begin work as a mercenary.

Tales of her exploits were legendary, of a minotaur warrior with a thick brown mane who defended the weak and crushed beasts, creatures and criminals who dared to prey on the vulnerable. She had her standards which led to her turning down many a job but she had made it clear, she would not harm innocents and followed her moral code no matter the cost. Amassing a small fortune and a title of a hero she was respected by other mercenaries, an untold rule was said in hushed tones to not accept a contract to kill her without fear of one being put on yourself.

The years were kind to Ra-Mal and even at the ripe age of 63 she was still a strong and beautiful woman, with minotaur aging being what it was she had outlived many friends and began to see her own mortality as worth noting. One more job and she would retire, one more job and she would hang up the sword and shield to settle down with a family of her own. But this last contract wasn't just any old contract, she had to bring down one of her own kind. A warlord and beserker who had been raiding the local farms, killing all who opposed him and razing the crop to the ground.

Setting out she tracked her target, her brown mane having become a lotus white that reminded her of the mountains she grew up on and the layers of snow that would form. Cornering the beserker against an old silo she prepared to do battle, her sword matched the blows of her foe as her shield held back his assault. Even though the mace would crash against her shield it refused to shatter or break... seeing her moment she would thrust her sword forward and impale her opponent right through the chest. But it wasn't just his blood that was staining the floor, a grin formed on his face as Ra-Mal looked down to see the copper spear that had been run right through her abdomen. Both fighters staggered back but not before she was able to twist the blade, sealing the beserker's fate and ending his plague on the land.

But also ending any dreams of her baring children. Rendered infertile from the blow her retirement wasn't exactly full of joy, though it wasn't long before she found joy in other ways. Developing a maternal outlook on life she began to dote and care for those who were in need of a mother figure, whether willing or not. Even if she could never birth a child of her own she was contempt with being a mother to anyone willing to receive her care, whether it was her new students or anyone she found small or cute.

Using her fortune she opened up a fighters academy besides her home, becoming an instructor to anyone willing to learn the art of combat as well as letting her see them grow and learn.

She may not have the life she wanted, but everytime she sees her students smile she can't help but smile herself.


Art by  riku