User:Ithiria Deritan

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Character details

DED Identification holoimage, YC 113.
Name	Ithiria Deritan
Gender	Undisclosed
Race	Amarrian
Bloodline	Khanid
Licensed	111.09.28
Corporation	Disciples of Night
Occupation	CEO,Holder
Specialization	Industrial

Childhood & Education

Born On Khanid Prime as the only daughter of Teralisin and Kelandrisa, Ithiria was raised in the life of Luxury. All her needs, wants and desires were met, either by her parents, her parent’s holdings or her parent’s slaves. She couldn’t even stub a toe without someone instantly rushing to her to make sure she was ok. She had one slave a young Matari Girl named Kerianna (whom she would later name her First daughter after) that was assigned specifically to her. She was a few years older than Ithi was and helped teach her things when her parents weren’t around. Things like how to be a young lady, how to walk and talk proper, how to eat for formal dinners, which fork to use. She was the Closest thing to a sister Ithiria could ever have.

Kerianna also taught Ithiria things her parents wouldn’t have liked, things like how the slaves felt when treated harshly, like normal holders her parents included treated them, the whipping, beatings, death for minor infractions, the maiming. Keri taught her these things over a period of five years till Ithiria was 14 and left for her business and finishing school to help run the family’s many estates. About a year after she arrived she received a message from home stated Kerianna had been killed trying to escape, Ithiria was devastated, having been with keri and known her for almost a third of her life she couldn’t believe it. Her grades dropped form an average of 93% down to barely passing at 72% while she grieved, and went through her mind why Kerianna would try to escape. On her return visit for summer holidays ithi went to Keri’s chambers looking into the room now held by another slave. She started asking questions of this new slave, hwow keri died where she tired to escape, and found out from the slave that keri never tried to escape her parents had lied to her, they had found out about what keri had been teaching ithi and had her executed.

This was the first fire started ever in Ithiria, she vowed silently then and there to Finish her schooling and oust her parents from their positions, Never to allow such a thing to happen to a slave under the deritan name to ever be treated such again. She returned to school for the last few years of her classes, her grades climbing as if they were a missile. Her parents were So proud of her, yet they had no idea why, till after she returned home.

Young Adult Years

Ithiria Finished school and returned home, seemingly like the good daughter she was portraying. Her father immediately gave her tasks within the family, managing a section of slaves and one of the factories her family owned, she immediately but subtly revised protocols within that factory to treat the slaves better. The changes she made were so subtle that her father did not notice at first, all he was able to see was that she had in the span of three months doubled the slave’s productivity, and started to increase her family’s wealth, her father was so happy with her for it. Her mother on the other hand started to get suspicious, wondering how her young daughter just turned twenty had managed to do that so easily and sent one of her own slaves in under the auspice of being punished. Ithiria thought something might be up but also wasn’t prepared for that being young and fairly naive.

The Spy spent a month working for ithiria before he had a chance to report back to her mother. During that month Ithiria’s slaves whom she had won over due to her increased treatment of them, better rations, better living quarters watched the spy, he was new blood after all and they didn’t want him trying to escape or ruining their new life style by sabotaging the factory. They noticed him acting strange and reported this to Ithiria, mainly due to the rules she had set in place included not harming each other and even if he was doing something they thought was against their mistress they would not break that rule. Ithiria spent the next few days looking him over, watching and studying and once she figured out he was still reporting to her mother, she took steps to protect herself in case her parents decided to make an example of her or her slaves. She applied to the Khanid Royal Navy, but forgot in her application to put which division she wished to join. It is unknown if she did that on purpose or not.

A week after the application was sent in, her father summoned her home. When she arrived, she noticed the slave that her mother had put into her factory wearing better clothing and a new collar with markings making him her mother’s personal slave. She couldn’t help but smile inside knowing she’d made the right call about him. Her father spent five hours chewing her out on the proper treatment of slaves, Ithi not responding which sent his rage even further, to the point he beat her, the beating lasted two hours, with fists, feet, whips, anything he could think of. When he was done she awoke in the medical ward of the estates, not in her families section but in the section they treated slaves. The medic’s took their sweet ass time, and she wasn’t wearing a collar at least. When she was healed she was let back into the house but locked in her room like a prisoner. She spent close to six months being a prisoner in the house mainly in her room, till one day Her door was opened, Her father and mother standing there looking furious, but dragged her out and down to the living room, She was worried about another beating, but smile when she saw a Khanid Royal navy Officer standing there, her parent’s put on civil faces to make it look like nothing was wrong, even though they were pissed about her joining the Navy and they were still trying to figure out how she applied while they had her locked away.