the Seer

▪Name: Yasmin

▪Gender: Female

▪Age: 22

▪Species/Breed: Ocelot

▪Birthday/Zodiac: sometime in late September, Libra

▪Height: 162 cm / 5 f 3

▪Weight: 65 kg / 143 lbs

▪Personality: Rather calm and collected most of the time, but isn't afraid to pick a fight or stand up for herself when necessary. Kindhearted and sweet, but with a terrible sense of humor as she loves puns and word plays. Squeamish when it comes to blood and gore, but has enough self-control to keep herself calm even in front of the most brutal scenes.

▪Strenghts & skills: Skilled in magic, healing and good at controlling her gifts. Her self-control is her strongest feature.

▪Weakness: Physically weak, after she becomes Alric's mate her seer ability weakens and renders her visions vague and unreliable. Despite her calm, she's surprisingly easily overwhelmed and can get very emotional, which she makes up for by hiding it all very well. Rarely vents her feelings and prefers to keep them bottled up, out of fear of being considered labile and weak.

▪Story:

Yasmin's mother was a highly skilled and respected witch of their tribe. Her father is unknown, as her mother never took a husband. As witches seldom do. Only her mother knows who he is, but that is a secret she would take to her grave.

As Yasmin grew, her mother was quick to teach her everything about white magic and healing, and it didn't take long until it was revealed that Yasmin was born with an extraordinary gift; she was a seer, who can see glimpses of future events in visions, and either make them come true or help avoiding.
When the tribe's chief heard of the child with the visions, he immediately tried to convince her mother to sell Yasmin to him, or at least let him have Yasmin at his side. Whose visions could give him an advantage in the wars with the opposing tribes.
But when the witch refused to let her gifted daughter be used as a tool of war, the chief wouldn't take no for an answer.

That night the young Yasmin had a vision where she saw their hut burn to the ground, and her mother slain before her, as the chief sent out men to take her by any means necessary.
However, to save her mother's life Yasmin ran away, and went to the chief on her own where she would remain in his service. Although her mother was never far away, and would protect her daughter from a distance.

For the next 8 years she aided her chief as his soothsayer, and with the young seer as his right hand he became unstoppable.
The chief became a king as he conquered other tribes and sieged the lands around him, and would come to trust the young Yasmin more than his other men. The king even had plans to let his only son wed her.
A plan that worried Yasmin greatly, as she had seen what a violent, arrogant and reckless young man his son were.

But soon things would turn around completely, when Yasmin, after years of faithful and reliable servitude, made a fatal error.
She misread one of her visions, and her advise that was meant to steer one of the king's armies away from a potentially devastating ambush, ended up being what sent the men right into the trap.
None of the king's men were spared, and in the middle of the slaughter fell none other than the young prince himself.

Upon hearing the news, the king turned mad with grief. Convinced that Yasmin had caused this on purpose, he viciously attacked her. Aiming to kill the seer in a fit of rage.
But as the tribe's witch had been watching over her daughter, she stopped the king just in time, and laid a curse upon him before she fled with Yasmin. With the king and his soldiers in hot pursuit.

Her mother managed to convince Yasmin to flee, while she herself stayed behind. And thus, another one of Yasmin's visions came true, despite her efforts to avoid it....

On the run, Yasmin fled as far to the west as she could.
To survive, she got by by telling minor fortunes and healing ailments wherever she went. In some areas she got a bit of a reputation for being a wandering miracle worker and/or fortune teller.
She wasn't living a life of luxury anymore, but as long as she had food for the day and wasn't in the claws of the vengeful king, she was happy.

But it didn't take long until she was starting to have reacurring visions and dreams of the same person; a young, large, coal black direwolf.
She was puzzled, as she couldn't recall ever meeting anyone like him, until she had a fateful encounter where she ran into the wolf from her visions.

His name was Alric Kellhund.
In her visions he had been a powerful king, but now he stood before her as a wandering mercenary. But seeing the sword and armor he carried, she could tell he was royal.
Her curiosity was peaked, and after they had a few more run-ins, she managed to convince him to let her join him.

As Yasmin earned his trust, she began to learn more about him.
And the more she got to know the direwolf and learn about his story, she realized she was starting to develop feelings for him.

Eventually she felt compelled to encourage him to reclaim his throne, and prompted him to return home and face the son of his father's usurper.
Still by his side, she saw him take his rightful place as his clan's king. And there by his side she stayed as his soothsayer, and his mate.

But she realized that would come at a price:
as she became his mate, her abilities as a seer weakened, and when she once would see clear visions, she can now only see vague fragments of events to come.


ayyy! an actual biography would you look at that!
haven't seen one in ages!
anyway in case anyone wonders who Alric is, he belongs to my