Legends of Belariath

Jeanette

Jeanette's fate was predetermine years before her birth was even conceived of by her parents. For some years before her birth the colony had had much trouble with raiders invading their small group in a dead of night and carrying away the most sturdy and beautiful of them. Soon the number of females in the group so outnumbered the males that it was decided that something had to be done to protect their existence. So and uneasy and perhaps poorly thought out arrangement was struck with the town that housed these raiders The first born daughter of every female would would be freely handed over to the the town with those first moments of life.

This was the fate that would become of Jeanette she would not even hold onto a memory of her parents since even before the sun sank on the day of her birth she would be handed over to slavers that resided in the town. The infant being placed in a home that one the surface at least appeared to be normal would never know the difference as she grew. While most children were playing and having fun and learning basic skills in life Jeanette's lessons were in a different vein. She was quietly being groomed for a life of slavery learning household skills such as cleaning and cooking things that most any slave would be required to do at some point.

On Jeanette's fifteenth year that illusion of a normal life would be broken and something much more difficult replaced it. Taken from her home and those that she perceived to be her family she was moved to a larger place that housed many others like herself a sort of dorm of slave in training. Here the trainers did not mimic a loving family that gently encouraged the slaves to act a certain way. No, quite the opposite a new behavior would be taught and would come with one warning if not followed precisely the consequences would be harsh and swift.

The trainers were heavy handed in fact her failure to to submit to a trained posture would lead to her hands being broken that would be one lesson that she never forgotten. With a now constant reminder of what failure to execute perfect compliance would gain her she'd be careful to follow instructions. The years that followed were hard on the meek little feline though she strived never to disappoint again though didn't always manage to do so. The years would would provided her with numerous injuries that were left to mend on their own. Though over time she was molded into a knowledgeable well prepared for many tasks that may be required of her

Under the critical eye of her trainers headed by a dark elf and a vein of underlings Jeanette was trained to high standards. And when satisfied with her performance the adorable feline was sold to the buyer making the best offer on her. Fortunately for her the purchaser from the estate of an ailing man that needed someone to play nurse maid to the man. Brought to the man's home the tasks that would be assigned to her would be simple enough. Cooking for the master of the house helping him to in the daily task of washing and getting dressed. Though over the next several months the man's health went from bad to worse and his illness soon overtook him and would claim his life. During the night of the man's passing she would steal away from the home. Taking what she could get her hands on without being notice she sneaked in the night seeking out a new life.

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