Anastasoula Rasviros

Anastasoula Rasviros is an Etrandish Weretiger Magician/Bard.

Biography
Anastasoula Rasviros's oldest memories are joining a traveling circus as a child. Perhaps even her parents were clowns, she can't remember too clearly. What she does remember, is that she entertained the lords, the ladies, and even the smallfolks. As time kept flowing, she grew up, and left the circus, becoming a bard, joining a different group. Bands of bards can often contain some of the sleekest and most dangerous individuals: smugglers, thieves, spies, assassins, and who knows how many people with dangerous professions disguised themselves as bards. As the audience turns away, they can see among each other the looks that mirror the truth. They got a new leader one day, which did not mean that he was the one making all the decisions - instead, it meant that he was the one who "knew things", who was informed, who watched over the group, who was followed by the others. Of course, all of them had some preficiency in certain things, so they left the leader to do certain operations: for a long time, Anastasoula wished they did not.

Before she even knew what was going on, her whole group ended up in Keldorn, where their leader Mikhas led them to a place where they were expected. The doors of the curia got locked behind them. They were trapped. In front of them, sitting on a throne was some great lord, with golden jewelry just shining on his unnaturally white fingers. They got orders to entertain the lord, and also inform him of the great news of the world, the usual show. Everyone knew what to do, so they did. Anastasoula wasn't even sure if they were going to leave alive.

But as the show was about to be over, all hell broke lose. The lord's guards, who were hiding in the shadows, stepped forward in one moment, and attacked the entertainers. They only needed one salute from their lord. Dinner was ready to be served...

Anastasoula was never as afraid in her life as she was at this moment. Sure, she bashed in someone's head, but whether it was with the mace she had or with some magic, she can't remember. She only did what came to her head in desperation. She held up her mace, and put everything into sound magic. The problem was, that eventually, unfortunately, air eventually ran out of her lungs. The spells that caused pain and stunned the enemies were dispelled... she was even less profficient at it than now. In these conditions, she could not create miracles - as she ran out of air, she was quickly forced onto the ground. She quickly burned her attacker and shoved it away from herself. Nevertheless, they were losing. Gerandir - the most clever assassin - was expected to last the longest, but he was already long dead. The battle continued, and there was a moment when she thought they were just playing with her. After all, how could have she survived? But she did not think this through. Another attack came, and she had to dodge. In the end, only three of them remained.

The guards retreated, and the lord came down from his throne, on his lean white clothing. Not so far from the stairs was the leader of the group, with a sly look on his face. It was truly a trap. Anastasoula dropped to her knees.

Claws grew on the lord's hands, and those claws would tear straight into the neck of the still-standing thief Arakron. Blood was flowing out of it. Anastasoula was about to faint. The man walked towards her, and she could not move. Skakiv, who was only a bit further, started to ran - only to be finished by a spear. The man simply wounded Anastasoula's arm, then he held it up, holding it right where the newly inflicted wound was. Then he only looked in Skakiv's general direction, saying "A pity, I could have probably used him".

Anastasoula was taken into one of the rooms of the curia. She tried to resist, but was too weak for it. She was held in the room for days, but no harm came to her. She could not have known, that what was about to transpire changed her whole life.

After her first transformation, the lord who defeated her group, Solstanius became surprisingly kind to her. She felt like she was in a completely new skin, and started to think of the world very differently.

The original FRPG
Anastasoula Rasviros appeared on the Hungarian version of the forum on the 20th of May, 2013, but took part in only one adventure: A Song for my Ears. Her class was Magician, although Bard would have been more apropriate, based on her biography - however, that class was exclusive to the English version of the forum. Her description as a dark-skinned human somewhat clashed with the canonical fact that all humans are light-skinned, and dark-skinned humans don't exist on Artograch.

The 2013 game


Anastasoula was intended to be a playable companion in the game, but the game never got anywhere, never advancing beyond planning stage. As previously stated, her sprite and face are somewhat non-canonical, as dark-skinned humans don't exist on the planet of Artograch.