Name: Mandisa (Man - dee - za)
Meaning: Sweet in African
Nicknames: Mandie or Disa

Age: 28 years [22 Jun]
Gender: Mare
Orientation: Straight
Breed: Zebroid (Zebra x Przewalski/Fjord )
Height: 12.2 hh

Color: TBA
Phenotype: (Ee/A+a/nPng) ??


Scars/Deformities: Tons!
    Slightly deaf on right side due to torn ear
    Slightly blind on her left side.

Voice: Mandisa Lynn Hundley

Herd Affiliation: Aodh (Birth herd is War-Forged)
Rank: Servile Slave

Patron God: Kaia, the unicorn, goddess of earth

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Parents: Sire - Kabul (Przewalski/Fjord - deceased, NPC) | Dam - Baruti (Zebra - Unknown, NPC)
    Siblings: Gunnarr (Zebroid - unknown, NPC)

Mate: None.
    Offspring: OPEN! Note if interested. (Zebroid cross - alive, NPC/Username) 

Friends: 
n/a

Masters: 
~15 years a slave~
If interested, toss me a note.

1. 6 years spent with Lord Felix, Lady Seraphina and Maddison. *obtained Belly and leg scars*
2. 3 years spent with OPEN *obtained neck scar and torn ear*
3. 4 years spent with OPEN *obtained face scars and blinded*
4. 2 years spent with Ange *obtained Back scar*
5. Currently with Lady Scarlet

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- Sentimental - prompted by feelings of tenderness, sadness, or nostalgia
Mandisa longs for the carefree life she once had as a child. Often she can be found lost in her own mind as she experiences homesickness when she encounters a familiar smell or taste.

- Pessimistic - seeing the worst of things/believing the worst will happen
She believes the rough life she lives leaves little chance for true happiness to be found. As the years grow longer and harsher, she has become bleak to her permanent situation.

- Anxious - experiencing worry, unease, or nervousness.
Being partially blind and deaf, she full of mental distress and uneasiness. She has a constant fear of possible beatings that always seem to come regardless how she tries to do what she is told.

- Obedient - complying or willing to comply with orders or requests
Since her first steps into slavery, Mandisa has shed the independence of her former self. She docile in nature and complies with the demands of her owners.

- Quiet - making little or no noise
The last few years as a slave broke the once joyful Mandisa. She now simply follows in the shadow of her master in silence as she waits to be instructed. When she does speak, her voice is rough from rare use.

- Tender-Hearted - a feeling of strong support for someone or something
Even with all the rough handling she has received, Mandisa tends to have a compassionate view towards those that show kindness to her. She often finds it hard to tell others her feelings when she has been hurt emotionally. Retreating into a shell, she shuts down all emotional feeling. She tends to be sensitive to other people's feelings and many times she confuses her feelings with those she senses in others

- Dependable - able to be trusted to do or provide what is needed
Mandisa can be a true friend if you take the time to really know her. She is a reliable mare, whom you can depend upon. She blindly loves those she considers her family and friends.

- Maternal - gonna sit on you like a chicken
Even before the loss of her child, she has always had a maternal instinct towards those younger than her. She wants those she cares about to stay safe and happy.

Quirks
 - Has weak telekinetic strength.
 - Left eye can see shadows if it's bright enough
 - Feels uncomfortable around large male horses
 - See her slavery as a duty and not a punishment.
 - 15 years of slavery has made her skittish of "normal" life.

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Foal 0-11
The first born child to Kabul and Baruti, Mandisa can remember her early childhood being filled with happy memories. She can still remember how the scent of grain and soil clung to her father coat's regardless of how often he bathed. Her mother was always a plump and happy mare; always a song on her lips when she did any task, regardless of size. At age 5, her little brother Gunnarr was born. The two siblings were almost inseparable from day one. It wasn't until age 9 that Mandisa's life would take it's first dark turn. During harvest season, Kabul had been crushed and maimed by machinery. The small family was distraught as their world crashed around them. With Kabul sudden death, the small family was ill prepared to handle the loss of income that farming brought them.

Teenager 12-19
At first they survived off saving but it was only a matter of time before it ran out. Eventually, the broken family sold off parts of their land until only a small section remained. As they family struggled on, Baruti finally decided that it would be best if she offered herself to the slave traders. She hoped that her flesh would offer enough funds to provide one last attempt at helping her children survive. Even though she was young, Mandisa understood that it would be better for everyone if she was the one to offer herself to the mercy of the slave market. At the age of 13, she said goodbye to her family forever and entered the life of slavery. Luckily for her, the time she spent in the market was brief as a noble family quickly bought her as a playmate for their only daughter, Maddison.

The beginning years spent with the family were pleasant for her. She was used as both a playmate and a substitute whipping girl from the spoiled daughter. The punishments were never too harsh, but she never understood why the Lord or Lady wouldn't punish Maddison for her disobedience. The Lord of the house was very sexually active and enjoyed drinking while the Lady preferred to gossip with the other Ladies. As the girls grew older, Maddison's defiance towards her parents only got worse. Maddison took to flirting with older stallions of lower ranks and the occasional pit fighter; trying to get any quick thrill from the fact that it angered her parents. As the girls began to reach adulthood, the Lord of the house eyed Mandisa like an exotic and forbidden fruit. It didn't take long before he forced himself upon Mandisa. Sadly, this resulted in a pregnancy. The lady of the house was furious that her husband would dare lay with a mere slave. Mandisa was pulled aside and beaten brutally for it. Mandisa was 17 years old when she gave birth to the healthy bastard child of the Lord. Sadly, she would never know her child as they were ripped apart and the child was sold off almost immediately. The Lord never touched her again, but things in the household were never the same.

Adult 20-45
Mandisa stayed with the noble family a few more years until both girls reached their 20th birthday. Maddison parted ways with her family and Mandisa was sold back to the market. Mandisa was bought and sold multiple times as she continued to grew older. Passed around like a used broken doll, her owners were often very cruel. As her 29th birthday approaches, she finds herself in the house of her 5th owner. Would this horse be any different than the previous? Only time would tell.