QUOTE: I'm looking for someone who can take as much as I give, give back as much as I need, and still have the will to live



BIO: Kaylen grew up in the outlying lands of Turia. As a small girl Her father sold Her into slavery. For many years She worked in the taverns and brothels, earning copious amounts of money for Her Masters. She was a favorite of the visiting Tuchuks. Her wild spirit and fiery passion earned much praise for Her Masters.

As She grew older, She was purchased by a nomad Warrior Who shall remain nameless evermore. For years She served Him faithfully and He treated Her as His prize possession. In the wilderness He was set upon by bandits and killed and She was taken by them, to be used and abused in ways that would make an Assassin cringe.

One day, on Her 21st birthday, after having satisfied the troupe of bandits, She spied Her chance. The leader had fallen asleep in reach of Her cage. Quietly She reached out Her hand and clasped it over the keys to Her cage and ko'lar. Silent, shadowy in the night, Kaylen slipped from the cage and quickly slit the leaders throat, taking His sword. She snuck of into the night to find Her home and family. Unfortunately She had no inkling of where She was. She wandered for months in the wilds, hunting for food, and every day practicing with the unwieldy weapon, striving to master it.

Early one morning She spied, just across the plains, the city of Turia. Cautiously She entered and was immediately set upon by the town guards who figured Her for a runaway slave or some wild beast, so scruffy and dirty was She. As they layed hands upon Her something exploded in Her soul and She quickly drew Her sword and, wielding it with consummate skill, dispatched the first pair of guards. "No Man will ever set hands upon Me without My consent," She snarled, baring Her teeth at them.

She straightened Her spine and walked, boldly and proudly, into the city.

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I am Kaylen, once again returned to Gor and the Northern Forest. A Panthergirl, Free and proud, a little wicked (just a little!), a lot angelic (honestly). I'm the head of my home, and fiercely protective of what is Mine. I'm not a "normal" Panthergirl by any stretch of the imagination, nor am I a "normal" Gorean. Shimmering Springs is my little corner of Gor. The people within these pages are more than just screen names, we are truly a family, many of us have a real life bond that is very strong and will stand the test of time. They fill our home with laughter, love, and the warmest of frienships. We are bound not by collars and contracts, but by love, honor, and respect. Together we are a force to be reckoned with.

To my family: You all make up the pieces of my heart, the loss of any one of you would create a void no one else could ever fill. My love to you all :)