Madam Jacquelin is a notorious mystic who resides in the gypsy quarter of the Valencian capital, she is well known for her accurate predictions and prophecies, but specialy for her other more otherwordly services...
she is directly descendant of the founders of her neighborhood, the original nomad people who fled the merciless pogroms done by the kabirah folk centuries ago, diferent from the older members of her family Jacquelin never experienced the dangers of the life on the road, being raised in the heart of the capital gave her a quite bohemian lifestyle, she used to live from party to party, her dance moves were irrestible, men flocked around her like moths to a flame, her beauty was the envy of many...when young she used to feel unstoppable.
As she got older the natural will to calm down and raise a family grew on her, she began to focus more on her magic both as a profession and to find a good husband, didn't take long for her to achive her goal, Valencia is a city full of superstitious people and many of then are eager to know their fates, one of these was young handsome lad who she fell in love at fist glance and some months later married,everything was on its proper tracks on her life, she had a lover at her side and money in her purse...but something was missing, she desired to have a child but her efforts were fruitless no matter how much she tried, she resorted to the magic but her powers weren't enough for that.
More methods she tried more her hope was drained, but not just that but this was souring her marriage fast, her husband was a little upset by not having children but Jacquelin's obsession was driving him insane! using her contacts in the night world she discovered one last hope for her dream of becoming a mother, she gathered all her savings and traveled to the heart of the beletian realm, this monumental journey of almost 4 months took her to the coven of the great witch known as Mother Taahira, she was known for her blesses of fertility, legend says she is the herald of the godess Beletiah, Jacquelin was sure she would not turn her back for woman in need, specially a sister in the art...jacquelin was painfully wrong.
When she finally had her audience with the great witch Taahira snubbed her coldly, Taahira stated that Jacquelin was barren by the will of the godess, her family doubted and abandoned the worship of beletiah so she was cursed to never bear a child in her womb, Jacquelin prostested furiously but Taahira's will could not be bent, humiliated and defeated Jacquelin cursed before leaving and promissed: "I will defy the will of the godess, I will spit on her image and deny her curses! you will hear my name again!
Taahira couldn't care less for the barking of such weak and young witch, Jacqueline returned home with the taste of defeat in her mouth, once in home she found not her husband, just a letter of him telling he was done with their marriage and found a new woman to spent the rest of his life, her heart was beyond broken, the light of her life was snuffed out before her very eyes, she had no strenght to persevere, she took her cauldron and quickly brew a dreadful poison, she drank this deadly cocktail without hesitation and fell to her death.
once in the corridor between the life and the beyond she heard the mocking laugh of the goddess, that was infuriating! she not just get unjustly punished but now she would be the laughing stock of such arrogant deity, Jacquelin fled trough the unknow, she preffered to end in hell rather than bowing to the godess who ruined her life, she got lost in the labirint of spirits a plane of existence that not even the gods could comprehend or explore properly, she roamed aimless for weeks on that alien place, she met many weird creatures and beings some dangerous, others too maddened to be a threat,among these creatures was a being manifested as a lovely young boy, he called and Jacquelin approached him cautiously, she asked his name and told her he had none, since he was denied by his mother so he was never bapthised , Jacquelin asked who was his mother and he refused to answer, their conversation kept going for a long time since none of them had anywhere to go.
He could look like a boy but he spoke like a wise man with hundreds of years, he was a scholar of the magic and he knew many secrets that he was eager to share, jacqueline had not much to speak about but she told him about the real world in return, he got interested and bit by bit they got intimate, until finnaly she spoke about why she died and her hubris towards the godess Beletiah, the spirit got furious, she dared to speak of the mother who denied him, for he was a bastard that she threw away to be consumed to the labirint, once the fires of their hatred settled down they finnaly realized that they were both in the same side, he was a son without a mother and she a mother without a child and they hated the same deity, and united they could have their revenge!
Jacquelin struck a pact with the spirit, he would resurrect her but in exchange both would inhabit the same body forever , he would be a child who would never be birthed ,and as they swore their pact she woke back in the real world, few minutes have passed and she was still in the floor of her home, but now she could feel the spirit inside her, with the pasage of time the neverborn spirit grew in her womb giving her the permant apearance of a expecting mother, with the spirit inside her , her powers increased exponentialy, she could tap far in to the future and her spells could do much more!
After this Jacquelin and the Neverborn worked together to deny the will of the goddess in every way possible, but of all of their practices what brings more the fury of the godess and Taahira as well is their healing for those who can't have children, those who have been denied or cursed by the godess can recurr to jacquelin for a bless, and every child who comes with her bless is a spit in the face of the arrogant mother godess. (The traveler)
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now she got lore! 8D