Post by jahierasaladin on Nov 26, 2010 4:26:24 GMT -5
Jahiera Saladin
Scion of Bastet
Scion of Bastet
Nature: Pedagogue
Calling: Badass Bookworm
Major: Archeology
Minors: Ancient History, Anthropology, and Mythology
Pantheon: The Pesedjet
Background:
Jahiera's the only daughter to one of the world’s premier Egyptologists, a British-Egyptian by the name of Raymond Saladin, where her mother was or even if she was still alive did not matter to the tomboyish bookworm since she had been born with a fascination for Mediterranean History. It was this very fascination that convinced Raymond to home-school the girl, the rate at which she learned pretty much everything was unreal, so much so that it even had Raymond struggling to keep up with his genius daughter, until he decided to allow her to accompany him to the various digs he was overseeing.
It was also at a newly excavated temple of Bastet that a ten year old Jahiera first met Miyet, a small white cat who had a pattern on her forehead that resembled the hieroglyph of the word. Her father’s sad smile at the name she had given the kitten had worried her a little, but that worry was forgotten that night, as she slept with her new friend, feeling safer than she ever felt before.
Soon, Jahiera and Miyet became a permanent fixture of every single dig that her father visited, Jahiera’s fluency with hieroglyphs impressing the onsite translators, her quick study of the various relics and how to properly appraise and identify them. Very quickly, Jahiera became the darling of Raymond’s crew.
Except for one.
Alice was a brand new Oxford Graduate of Archeology and Antiquities, and was sent to Raymond’s Crew as an assistant to Raymond himself in order to learn the ropes of the business and to keep records of the artifacts that they had unearthed. Well, according to her cover story anyways, she was a member of an Egyptian Artifact smuggling ring and was sent to Raymond’s crew because of their unheard of success in discovering new things about Ancient Egypt, the value of some of the artifacts that they had uncovered was enough to make the head-honcho of the ring pretty much drool with greed, so he sent his best operative in to try to seduce Raymond and get some of the loot. Of course they did not take into account a precocious twelve year-old girl and her pet cat.
When the two first met, it was an insane storm of quips and underhanded sniping at each other, one that Raymond was completely oblivious to, to the amusement and disbelief of everyone else, and it did not get any better over the next five years. The pattern was that Alice would steal the most recently discovered priceless artifact and try to sneak it away; Jahiera and Miyet would find out and solve the mystery under the noses of her Father and his crew. They would catch Alice in a rather complicated trap that involved massive amounts of luck and ridiculous planning, retrieve the relic and release Alice as the despicable woman always had a bit of blackmail on her about Jahiera’s activities. That was, until one day when she sixteen, Alice disappeared during a dig in a mysterious Greek Temple.
A year afterwards, after a string of strange accidents that injured all of Raymond’s Crew including Raymond, Jahiera and Miyet began finding clues to a worryingly familiar type of crime, one of the artifacts that they had just uncovered in the very temple that she had first found Miyet was stolen. So the two followed the clues all the way into the temple and into a strange chamber they found behind the pedestal where the statue of Bastet was once found. In this chamber, they found the artifact, which was the chamber’s key, and a very familiar short-haired brunette. Alice had come back, made more than a mere human…a siren.
In the long conversation between the two in the chamber, Alice revealed how she was the one that engineered the accidents and how she lured Jahiera to the chamber to inflict vengeance upon her. Of course, Miyet had something to say about it…and roared as she transformed into a massive silver Lioness, the small pattern of black fur on her head becoming a glowing gold hieroglyph of her name. This roar also struck Alice and flung her back, away from her charge.
As Jahiera blinked and stared at the ensuing battle between the two, stunned at everything that had just happened, she heard a gentle, yet powerful voice, one that could only be her Mother’s. The voice told her of her true origins, of how Raymond spent one night with his dying paramour, a woman named Miyet, who nine months later gave birth to her and passed away.
However, her mother did not pass away, she simply shed her mortal shell and once more took her rightful place as the Queen of Cats amongst the Pesedjet. Her Mother, Bastet, had sent Miyet to her to be a loyal friend and protector until the time came when the divine ichor in her blood would awaken, when she would give her charge the instruments through which she would explore her true heritage. Starting with the Scribe’s Bane and the Scribe’s Tale, a compound bow and obsidian ring that were both crafted by Ptah himself.
The battle through her Mother’s temple was a fierce one, and had a newly awoken Scion and her Guardian Lion, and an enraged Siren, who once more, was losing to the two…very badly. With one final shriek, Alice destroyed the last of the temple’s supports and fled, leaving behind her now sworn Nemesis.
Jahiera managed to survive the collapse, thanks to Miyet leading her back to the chamber where one last relic laid, waiting for its mistress. The Twilight Disk, a beautiful bracelet and empowered by both Thoth and Bastet, holding the promise of the return of a truly Celestial Deity amongst the Pesedjet. When door to the chamber was opened of the last time, she found herself back in her room, her bracelet transformed into mundane version of the wondrous form she witnessed back in the chamber, and her compound bow, vanished into the obsidian ring, however, she managed to summon it once more with but a thought. As for Miyet, she was back to being a simple house cat, but Jahiera knew that the massive Lioness would return when she needed her.
The year that followed her awakening was an insane romp of adventure, mystery, battles against her nemesis and her minions, keeping her father and his crew away from the insanity she was involved in, and the occasional meet and greet with other Scions. All the while, she was as voracious for knowledge as ever before, learning more from every single source she could find.
Then one day, in a London museum on her eighteenth birthday, she finds herself talking with a breathlessly beautiful woman, one who Miyet immediately took a liking to. That day was, according to the newly minted eighteen year old, was the best day of her life, as it seemed that Fate itself saw it fit not to bother the bookwormish Scion. It only got better when while she was on the Millennium Wheel the woman revealed herself as Bastet, her mother.
Being a Scion was all well and good, but the one thing that constantly worried Jahiera was her complete and utter lack of formal education, she most certainly had the knowledge and qualifications of an experienced, though amateur, archeologist, but she still needed to learn more about it and gain the qualifications to be an official part of her father’s team.
Bastet knew all that, and offered her daughter a small birthday gift (for her anyways), a small envelope filled with the legitimate results of the various exams she took from elementary up to her SATs along with equally legitimate various letters of recommendation from various institutions and a few from her father’s crew. All this however, paled in comparison to the acceptance letter she received from a University in the United States, along with a sponsorship offer from the very same university. Her mother’s only price for all of this was that her daughter needed to keep on her path of knowledge-seeking.
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