Jumanah Necowl [UPDATED/COMPLETE]

Jumanah was born in a small tribe located in between Magnostadt, and Balbadd. Most to everyone in her tribe knew magic or had the ability to learn it. Jumanah being no exception. Though despite this capability Juanah had no real intentions to learn any magic unlike her twin brother whose dream was only to learn magic and become the best magician he could be. Jumanah had no real intentions in trying to think of what she wanted to do in life and just wanted to enjoy living life as a child while she had the chance.

Many of the adults in the tribe seeing her wiser than her age due to this and many other rather mature actions she had done over time such as  having a civil talk and outsmarting other kids that wanted to fight her by using logic to her advantage and either caused the kids to apologize and stop the attacks or they would just get frustrated and confused and leave her be. Due to always using logic over force Jumanah never really trained her body to be stronger since despite her wisdom she was still a child and didn’t stop to think that not every battle could be won with words… Which she soon found out around the age of 7.

Around this age her tribe was attacked by rather strong bandits. Many would assume magicians such as them would make it out of a conflict with bandits out easily. But due to all of their people not being properly trained while the bandits were highly trained, they did not manage to come out of the conflict unharmed. Jumanah of course tried to talk the bandits out of the village but only seemed to make them angrier. Due to this one of the bandits took her and beat her making her learn that words will not always win alone.

During the beating the bandit was attacked causing him to drop Jumanah and caused her to tumble off the edge of a large and steep hill. As she went down she hit her head multiple times causing her to be put into a coma by the time she hit the bottom. The village managed to force the bandits out and to find Jumanah but came out of the conflict with only a fourth of their population alive, with even less being unharmed, and lost most to all of their supplies. The tribe over time regained their supplies but due to the lack of the supplies they needed to tend to the injured they lost many of them along the way including her mother.

As time passed her father and brother tended to her while trying to learn as much magic as they could to heal her having wanting to do it themselves rather than obtaining help from neighboring countries since they felt as though they did not require any help. As the years passed the tribe managed to rebuild, though each time they managed to rebuild the bandits from before would return, take out more of their supplies, and their numbers by a large amount while barely losing any of their own men.

During this time her father was lost due to lack of supplies and over time her brother lost all faith he once had as a child as the numbers of the tribe got lowered down to him and a few others.  As the next attack hit the bandits managed to take out the rest of the tribe except for the eldest member they had  who had taken on the job of tribe elder despite his young age. The elder managed to grab a few of his belongings and Jumanah before fleeing the tribe to escape the bandits. The man then traveled across the lands to the only safe place he had left which was Riem.

He chose this location due to the fact that it was the one location he knew of some of his distant family living in. It took a long time for him and all his money to get there while keeping Jumanah safe but he managed to make it there seemingly safely. He then lived there with his young nephew and the two took care of Jumanah while the man fought in the Coliseum for money to provide for the care of Jumanah and to help pay his way while living with his nephew. Though one day he died in one of his battles  leaving the duty to tend to Jumanah all on his nephew.

His nephew did as such until the day she awoke which marked the 10th year since she was put into the coma. Saying that Jumanah was surprised at the voice that came from her mouth upon away would be a far understatement. The girl was hysterical and got even more so as the nephew filled her in but over time he managed to calm her down. Her hysterical feelings though were replaced by rather sad and depressed ones that made the nephew fear that she had given up on life.

Each time the nephew would ask her if she was okay she wouldn’t answer, if he asked if she needed anything she wouldn’t say a word, the only time she spoke to him was to tell him that she still did not wish to see her face and even went out of her way to tear up her bed sheets just to blindfold herself. For days she stayed like this and rarely got up out of the bed she was in. Though the few times she did she managed to step in the wrong place and cause herself to fall on her face on the ground.

After about 2 weeks of this the nephew looked through his uncle's old things to find anything from her village that could cheer her up and he found an old white mask with the symbols of the 2 most common types of magic that was found in her tribe. He took it to her and after ensuring her that he wasn’t going to trick her into seeing her face she removed the blindfold to see the mask. The mask was one of many like it that the eldest in the tribe were gifted due to their magic skills being the best in the tribe.

The nephew explained to her that she could wear it instead of the blindfold so that she could see where she was going and instead of seeing her face she would see the mask of her people. The mask reminded her of the sadness she was not there to help her people deal with but it did in fact make her feel better and it was far better then the blindfold. So Jumanah decided to wear it.

That night she decided after much thinking that even though her old life was gone, who she was was now dead and gone, but she could find out who she was now. So despite being a bit scared to find out she was someone she didn’t want to be she still wanted to go on a journey to find out after she went back to where her old tribe was to say a proper goodbye to her family and tribe mates who died there while she was in her coma.

As time passes and Jumana does her best to train herself to  be ready for her trip the nephew confronted her with a large staff and a book. The nephew having found both while cleaning up around the house. Figuring it was his uncle’s who was planning on training Jumanah’s magic skills he gifts them to her so that she can start her real training to learn magic.

Jumanah takes the book and manages to learn a small set of spells after spending a large amount of time trying to find what element of magic she was able to actually perform at her current level. Now with having a few under her belt Jumanah still works towards her goals to  get more money and some more training in before she goes out on her journey.

The girl had been quite hopeful and determined in her wish to return to her old tribe lands and worked hard for a while raising up a fair amount of money. She even got used to running around in her new more grown body, even if she still feared seeing her own face. Jumanah had set out on her way to see her tribe and did so foolishly alone and not as prepared as she should have been, nor as much as she thought. When she neared close enough to see the old ruins of her tribe she was allowed one small tear of a blend of sorrow for her people and the joy of seeing her tribe even if it was in ruins.

After this tear rolled to her cheek as she heard bandits in the distance. Try as hard as she may they captured her and held her prisoner for quite some time in their travels until coming across a slaver. They sell her and her things off for a nice price. The slaver in time took her to the land of Heliohapt where she was soon enough sold off along with her things to her new owner who wanted her things as fun trinkets and her as a standard worker. For the next few years she did her best not to anger her owner but keep an eye out for escape routes when she could along with avoiding mirrors.

Her owner though a few times had gotten upset with her and broke her old mask and staff in a rage when she stopped working post seeing a glimpse of her face given how it looked to her even further aged showing how much of her life had been lost to unforchunate events. Jumanah after this though grew filled with her own rage since those things were all she had left linking her back to her old life, her tribe, and her family. So that night she made her move and grabbed her things he had broken when he passed out on alcohol and herbroken staff. That and money she felt owed to her from her services as a slave.

She managed to make it out of the city she was in and into another where she paid some people to fix up and alter her staff to better suit her current skill level and her actual height since it before breaking easily dwarfed her in size.  She saw one more person to get them to fix up her mask the best they could with hat parts she had left, they managed a more eye mask then full face mask with some cracks in it and half of the symbols that were once on them gone.

She happily accepted it though and put it on, it wouldn’t help as much as it did before but it would help enough with her avoiding looking at her own face. Her staff was soon returned to her in time for her to hear whispers of someone looking for a runaway slave and knew they meant her.