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SA | Iesha | Astral Tracker

General
Name: Iesha

Nickname: Shisha, Princess, Babydoll, literally anything u can give her

Age: 23

Gender:Trans-Female (She/Her)

Breed: Norman Cob x Maremmano Horse x some zebra thrown around in there

Color: Sooty Buckskin
Ee/Aa/nCr/StySty

Height: A thick 16 hh

Sexual Orientation: Polyamorous Pansexual (not the biggest on developing deep relationships but not out of the question)

Voice Actor: Nicki Minaj
Patron God: ehhhh

------Talent: ---
------Talent: ---
------Blessing: ---
------Blessing: ---

Herd Affiliation: Aodh

Rank: Commoner (friendly neighborhood sugarbaby)

Familiar: peach pretty much

Relationships

Parents:
-Rikard | Unicorn | Norman Cob x Zebra | Raider | Sire | ALIVE but who cares
-Hlif | Unicorn | Maremmano Horse | Scout | Dam | ALIVE no one cares about you either

Siblings:
-A few, hmu

Other:
-Emin Leila | Patron, friend with benefits
-Robin | booty call
-Clarke | you know they be spending time together when shes in aodh

Significant Other(s): Doe, Cherry

Children: Nah,,,well,,,,,,,,,

Personality
// Admirable | Charming \\
With a smile that could bring anyone to their knees, Iesha knows how to use it to her advantage. She is the queen of drawing others near and keeping them there. A people pleaser to the max, her words roll off the tongue with ease. She’s seen as someone who knows how to make the coldest of equines warm up to her. She definitely uses her charm to woo higher officials to get out of sticky situations.

// Confident | Assertive \\
Going hand in hand with Iesha’s charming nature, she always holds herself with high regards. Despite not always knowing what she’s talking about or what she is doing, she does it with confidence. She’s the person you call when you need something taken care of. Be it; an altercation, something under the radar, or even as a wingman. The Forged training her well, she knows how to demand dominance in a situation, bending it to her will.

// Sybaritic | Hedonistic \\
Upon coming to Aodh, Iesha was never Really the sexual type, however, she was always curious. Something that was often looked over for other matters back in War-Forged. With Aodh’s glittering cityscape and everypony free to be who they want to be, her curiosity of the matter grew exponentially. Despite it starting as a survival tactic, using Aodh’s drive for self-indulgence against them, it quickly turned to enjoyment and later on, a job.

// Boisterous | Animated \\
A laughter heard ‘round the world. This girl talks with her body and talks Loudly. Her movements are over exaggerated, not just in her speech but in her day to day actions. She loves to be at the center of attention and lead a conversation. Her voice is one that carries throughout a room. It catches the ears of everyone, though some might find it obnoxious and annoying. Iesha doesn’t seem to mind or care what others might think of it, it won’t stop her.

// Self-Absorbed | Narcissistic \\
Going along with her impulsive nature, Iesha is obsessed with herself. Something that’s taken her years to learn, self love, has grown into a narcissistic field. She over compensates for her younger years where she was ridiculed for her identity. She’s one of those people who stops at mirrors to check herself out, making sure she’s lookin fine always. It definitely doesn’t help that Aodh basically preaches narcissism, feeding into her thoughts about herself.

//Impulsive | Passive\\
Iesha doesn’t have the strongest sense of wrong and right, especially when needing to make a decision on a split second. She acts on impulse without thinking about the consequences or how it’ll affect those around her. It’s not something she realizes until it’s been brought to her attention and depending on the situation, it more than likely gets rubbed off. She’s very nonchalant about big issues, especially if they don’t directly affect her day to day life.

History

Foalhood
Iesha was born into an active family. The child of a raider and a scout, Iesha was always doing Something. Despite being the middle child, she would always pick fights with her older siblings or tease the younger. Especially when they would call her a boy. It’s something she had always found extreme discomfort in. Her parents thought nothing of it and laughed it off, assuming she would just grow out of it. Iesha made it a mission to not become the forgotten middle child, and everyone found it rather annoying.

Due to her fiery nature, her father decided to take her under his guidance to become a raider. They would train early in the morning before he had to leave and late at night after he got home. It was gruelling work, but Iesha found an odd pleasure in being able to release her frustrations. However, it was hard to focus when father would call her by a name she didn’t like or pronouns that didn’t fit. Iesha was known for being the problem child, always calling out things she didn’t like, and that was one of them. Rikard found it disturbing, but with the mindset that it wouldn’t last, used the anger she felt to his advantage during their sparring.

Daily training lasted for years, Iesha began to grow burnt out and tired both mentally and physically. She was but a mere child anyway. She began to refuse to get up in the morning, proclaiming she was tired of falsely named. Rikard, irritated and fed up, yanked his child from their bed. He stood tall above the foal scrambling to their small hooves in protest. Her ribs arose and collapsed quickly as she stared up in protest at her father yelling down to her. As he finished, she scoffed. Begrudgingly, she followed after him, continuing what they started.

Adolescence-Teenager
The fighting was endless. Iesha had grown tired of her forced upon role. It was fun when she was young and foolish but now, it had gotten to her. The name calling, the constant beating. It wasn’t long before she finally broke. During a morning training session, Rikard seized a rather ruthless opportunity, pushing Iesha over the edge. In a fit of careless rage, she striked out against her father. Her voice raised against his and she resisted any retaliation he gave. Rikard was furious. The look upon his face as he quit fighting with his child shot fear through Iesha’s tattered body. However, her stubbornness suggested otherwise as she stood her ground, her father walking past having already decided what was to happen next.

It was late that same night, Iesha couldn’t recall what the time was nor did she care. She was thrust from her slumber, something she was used to but this was more forceful. Before she could process what was happening, her legs were shackled and she was thrown upon a wooden surface she’d later find out to be a slaver’s boat. Baffled, afraid, and alone despite the others who had fallen into the same misfortune, Iesha took a moment to assess her situation. She was on a ship. Her life sold away to Aodhian slavers. All because she was a little ~different~. Those assholes.

It what felt like an eternity to get to their destination. The trip was foul. The cabin wreaked of odors that no one should ever endure. On a rather bittersweet note, Iesha had ways of getting herself some fresh air. The slaver was a rather...needy one. Within the few weeks that it took them to travel, they would call the inhabitants to their personal quarters. “Testing out the goods.”, as they would say. Favoring Iesha, she used it to her advantage, seeing it better to not refuse and a possible mode of escape. She played their little game, all while playing her own. Upon the final stretch of the horrendous voyage, Iesha devoted to memory the inner workings of the ship. She knew when and where everyone would be upon arrival to ports of Valore.

Having gained the “trust” of her captor, she was given the slightest bit of leeway, all she needed to execute her escape. As the Trader focused on removing the other equines, Iesha followed suite, remaining in the middle of the group as to keep as much attention from her as possible. With their focus laid with the rest of the slaves-to-be, Iesha managed to slip into a crossing crowd and eventually into the scum alleyways of the golden city.

Adulthood
Her heart raced, slavers and chevaliers more than likely on her tail. She kept on the move, living mostly off stolen goods. It didn’t take her long to come across several underground brothels, some quite literally underground. She spent the following years selling herself to anyone who would pay, starting off small then moving to more notable clients, feeling as if it gained her some security. With the threat of enslavement subsided, Iesha slowly gained the confidence to truly explore all Aodh had to offer
She began romping around the city cloaked in the darkness of night, spending a lot of her time loitering at the Pearl. Of course, paying her dues whilst indulging herself. Work quickly morphed into play and Iesha was living for it. Her life was finally looking up. However, there lingered a faint paranoia about being caught, driving the mare to keep with her work with law enforcement and nobility alike. Getting her the ins she needed if she ever needed to get out. She continues to work on a call by call basis, getting pampered and fawned over with a satchel full of shards.

Fun Facts
- Playlist (explicit)
- Moodboard (very mildly nsfw)
- she thicc
-knows how to play piano, doesnt do it often

art and design by @/chipo-H0P3 with some editing by me (with permission)

Description

SA | Iesha | Astral Tracker

General
Name: Iesha

Nickname: Shisha, Princess, Babydoll, literally anything u can give her

Age: 23

Gender:Trans-Female (She/Her)

Breed: Norman Cob x Maremmano Horse x some zebra thrown around in there

Color: Sooty Buckskin
Ee/Aa/nCr/StySty

Height: A thick 16 hh

Sexual Orientation: Polyamorous Pansexual (not the biggest on developing deep relationships but not out of the question)

Voice Actor: Nicki Minaj
Patron God: ehhhh

------Talent: ---
------Talent: ---
------Blessing: ---
------Blessing: ---

Herd Affiliation: Aodh

Rank: Commoner (friendly neighborhood sugarbaby)

Familiar: peach pretty much

Relationships

Parents:
-Rikard | Unicorn | Norman Cob x Zebra | Raider | Sire | ALIVE but who cares
-Hlif | Unicorn | Maremmano Horse | Scout | Dam | ALIVE no one cares about you either

Siblings:
-A few, hmu

Other:
-Emin Leila | Patron, friend with benefits
-Robin | booty call
-Clarke | you know they be spending time together when shes in aodh

Significant Other(s): Doe, Cherry

Children: Nah,,,well,,,,,,,,,

Personality
// Admirable | Charming \\
With a smile that could bring anyone to their knees, Iesha knows how to use it to her advantage. She is the queen of drawing others near and keeping them there. A people pleaser to the max, her words roll off the tongue with ease. She’s seen as someone who knows how to make the coldest of equines warm up to her. She definitely uses her charm to woo higher officials to get out of sticky situations.

// Confident | Assertive \\
Going hand in hand with Iesha’s charming nature, she always holds herself with high regards. Despite not always knowing what she’s talking about or what she is doing, she does it with confidence. She’s the person you call when you need something taken care of. Be it; an altercation, something under the radar, or even as a wingman. The Forged training her well, she knows how to demand dominance in a situation, bending it to her will.

// Sybaritic | Hedonistic \\
Upon coming to Aodh, Iesha was never Really the sexual type, however, she was always curious. Something that was often looked over for other matters back in War-Forged. With Aodh’s glittering cityscape and everypony free to be who they want to be, her curiosity of the matter grew exponentially. Despite it starting as a survival tactic, using Aodh’s drive for self-indulgence against them, it quickly turned to enjoyment and later on, a job.

// Boisterous | Animated \\
A laughter heard ‘round the world. This girl talks with her body and talks Loudly. Her movements are over exaggerated, not just in her speech but in her day to day actions. She loves to be at the center of attention and lead a conversation. Her voice is one that carries throughout a room. It catches the ears of everyone, though some might find it obnoxious and annoying. Iesha doesn’t seem to mind or care what others might think of it, it won’t stop her.

// Self-Absorbed | Narcissistic \\
Going along with her impulsive nature, Iesha is obsessed with herself. Something that’s taken her years to learn, self love, has grown into a narcissistic field. She over compensates for her younger years where she was ridiculed for her identity. She’s one of those people who stops at mirrors to check herself out, making sure she’s lookin fine always. It definitely doesn’t help that Aodh basically preaches narcissism, feeding into her thoughts about herself.

//Impulsive | Passive\\
Iesha doesn’t have the strongest sense of wrong and right, especially when needing to make a decision on a split second. She acts on impulse without thinking about the consequences or how it’ll affect those around her. It’s not something she realizes until it’s been brought to her attention and depending on the situation, it more than likely gets rubbed off. She’s very nonchalant about big issues, especially if they don’t directly affect her day to day life.

History

Foalhood
Iesha was born into an active family. The child of a raider and a scout, Iesha was always doing Something. Despite being the middle child, she would always pick fights with her older siblings or tease the younger. Especially when they would call her a boy. It’s something she had always found extreme discomfort in. Her parents thought nothing of it and laughed it off, assuming she would just grow out of it. Iesha made it a mission to not become the forgotten middle child, and everyone found it rather annoying.

Due to her fiery nature, her father decided to take her under his guidance to become a raider. They would train early in the morning before he had to leave and late at night after he got home. It was gruelling work, but Iesha found an odd pleasure in being able to release her frustrations. However, it was hard to focus when father would call her by a name she didn’t like or pronouns that didn’t fit. Iesha was known for being the problem child, always calling out things she didn’t like, and that was one of them. Rikard found it disturbing, but with the mindset that it wouldn’t last, used the anger she felt to his advantage during their sparring.

Daily training lasted for years, Iesha began to grow burnt out and tired both mentally and physically. She was but a mere child anyway. She began to refuse to get up in the morning, proclaiming she was tired of falsely named. Rikard, irritated and fed up, yanked his child from their bed. He stood tall above the foal scrambling to their small hooves in protest. Her ribs arose and collapsed quickly as she stared up in protest at her father yelling down to her. As he finished, she scoffed. Begrudgingly, she followed after him, continuing what they started.

Adolescence-Teenager
The fighting was endless. Iesha had grown tired of her forced upon role. It was fun when she was young and foolish but now, it had gotten to her. The name calling, the constant beating. It wasn’t long before she finally broke. During a morning training session, Rikard seized a rather ruthless opportunity, pushing Iesha over the edge. In a fit of careless rage, she striked out against her father. Her voice raised against his and she resisted any retaliation he gave. Rikard was furious. The look upon his face as he quit fighting with his child shot fear through Iesha’s tattered body. However, her stubbornness suggested otherwise as she stood her ground, her father walking past having already decided what was to happen next.

It was late that same night, Iesha couldn’t recall what the time was nor did she care. She was thrust from her slumber, something she was used to but this was more forceful. Before she could process what was happening, her legs were shackled and she was thrown upon a wooden surface she’d later find out to be a slaver’s boat. Baffled, afraid, and alone despite the others who had fallen into the same misfortune, Iesha took a moment to assess her situation. She was on a ship. Her life sold away to Aodhian slavers. All because she was a little ~different~. Those assholes.

It what felt like an eternity to get to their destination. The trip was foul. The cabin wreaked of odors that no one should ever endure. On a rather bittersweet note, Iesha had ways of getting herself some fresh air. The slaver was a rather...needy one. Within the few weeks that it took them to travel, they would call the inhabitants to their personal quarters. “Testing out the goods.”, as they would say. Favoring Iesha, she used it to her advantage, seeing it better to not refuse and a possible mode of escape. She played their little game, all while playing her own. Upon the final stretch of the horrendous voyage, Iesha devoted to memory the inner workings of the ship. She knew when and where everyone would be upon arrival to ports of Valore.

Having gained the “trust” of her captor, she was given the slightest bit of leeway, all she needed to execute her escape. As the Trader focused on removing the other equines, Iesha followed suite, remaining in the middle of the group as to keep as much attention from her as possible. With their focus laid with the rest of the slaves-to-be, Iesha managed to slip into a crossing crowd and eventually into the scum alleyways of the golden city.

Adulthood
Her heart raced, slavers and chevaliers more than likely on her tail. She kept on the move, living mostly off stolen goods. It didn’t take her long to come across several underground brothels, some quite literally underground. She spent the following years selling herself to anyone who would pay, starting off small then moving to more notable clients, feeling as if it gained her some security. With the threat of enslavement subsided, Iesha slowly gained the confidence to truly explore all Aodh had to offer
She began romping around the city cloaked in the darkness of night, spending a lot of her time loitering at the Pearl. Of course, paying her dues whilst indulging herself. Work quickly morphed into play and Iesha was living for it. Her life was finally looking up. However, there lingered a faint paranoia about being caught, driving the mare to keep with her work with law enforcement and nobility alike. Getting her the ins she needed if she ever needed to get out. She continues to work on a call by call basis, getting pampered and fawned over with a satchel full of shards.

Fun Facts
- Playlist (explicit)
- Moodboard (very mildly nsfw)
- she thicc
-knows how to play piano, doesnt do it often

art and design by @/chipo-H0P3 with some editing by me (with permission)