Amal Iskandar

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Amal is a young, beautiful woman with flawless, pale skin and a slim, but sexy, model-like build. She is blessed with gorgeous dark strands of hair, often wearing it in different styles. She usually wears sexy black or crimson red dresses, unless she is on a bounty hunt, then she will wear leathery black pants and a tight-fitting jacket. Amal carries herself with a gracious and confident step, ever aware of how beautiful she is.

Amal, at first glance, seems like a spoiled brat. And to a certain degree, she is. She’s used to getting her way. She’s petulant, impulsive, and often throws temper tantrums. She herself mentions that she is extremely stubborn, but also cheeky. The dark-haired lady likes playing with people, getting on their nerves. Most of the time, she seems to treat everything and everyone like a game. Delights in torturing people, in getting them to do what she wants. To do things just because she can.

On the other hand, for as much of a petulant child as she can be sometimes, she is extremely loyal to those she cares about most. But that love, that loyalty, it blinds her. It consumes her. She doesn’t do anything half assedly. Anything Amal feels, she feels with great intensity. Love, anger, betrayal. Everything is an intense experience for her, whether she’d like it or not. She doesn’t know how to take things slowly. She just throws herself into things with almost reckless abandon. This especially applies to her anger. When angry, she almost loses control of herself, often acting out of spite or jealousy in order to make other people suffer as much as she has. If she is angry, there’s a good chance that nobody around her is all too happy either. She tends to make sure of it. And if she feels she has been wronged, she will let nothing stop her from evening the score.

Amal is also known for her astute perception skills. She tends to see her right through people’s lies and ulterior motives. Another talent of hers is that she’s good at reading people, and not easily tricked. Though her deep rooted desire to be loved and accepted can cloud her judgment sometimes.

She’s been described as ‘the girl who loves too easily’, ‘just a girl who loves blindly and recklessly even if it consumes her’ and a ‘hopeless fool’. All of these apply to her in some form or another; she is desperate for love and affection. All Amal wants really is to be loved; it’s that simple. And because of that, she usually ends up hurt. She never learns, not really. But she’d rather have that than the alternative. She’d rather love too much than not at all. All she’s ever really wanted is to love and live life on her own terms.

She does not possess any magic.

Her family is just a vague memory in the back of her mind, since Amal was raised by many. The one thing she remembers from her youthful years, is the freezing winds of winter and the snowy outdoors outside of her forever changing homes. As a child, she was never left alone for long periods of time, but she also never stayed in one place with the same people for too long. So naturally, over time, as she aged into a teenager, Amal learned to wander on her own, becoming a loner, only staying with those who cared for her at that time for just several weeks or months, but never settling down. She would never admit that it was hard being a loner most of her life, switching homes as a young girl and as she got older.

During her twenties, she carried on her lonesome travels in Odiria, learning of the existence of her cousin, Leyla Iskandar. Somewhat excited to have finally unraveled a piece of her past, she began to track the girl down.

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