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===Background===
 
===Background===
Zusha's true name is Atoosah, which means princess. Her origins, however, could not have been more humble, last daughter of an aged crone, and no father to give her a name. In the hot, high mountains where she grew up, she guarded her mother's goats from wolves and worse, and grew wild. Her destiny changed one afternoon when she met, and was seduced by, a satyr. Having spent the night in the hills, and with his scent on her, she was cast out by her furious mother and driven off by her cousins. Left to bring her child into the world alone, she stole some of the goats and took herself away, fending for herself, growing ever wilder, until her child was born.
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Zusha's true name is Atoosah, which means princess. Her origins, however, could not have been more humble, last daughter of an aged crone, and no father to give her a name. In the hot high mountains where she grew up, she guarded her mother's goats from wolves and from worse things and grew wild. Her destiny changed one afternoon when she met, and was seduced by, a satyr. Having spent the night in the hills, and with the scent on her, she was cast out to bring her child into the world alone. She managed to fend for herself, growing ever wilder, until her child was eventually born.
  
That night, the satyr returned to claim his son. Though weakened, Atoosah fought the creature tooth and nail to keep her son. Eventually, as the two lay exhausted among the rocks and scrub, the satyr made a proposition. They would, together, take the boy to be reared by the nymph Ghamzeh. This was more than the girl could have hoped for, to have her son raised by a goddess, so she immediately agreed and the trio made the two day journey to the nymph's grove.  
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That night, the satyr returned to claim his son. Though weakened, Atoosah fought the creature tooth and nail and eventually, as the two lay exhausted among the rocks, the satyr made a proposition. They would, together, take the boy to be reared by the nymph Ghamzeh. This was more than the girl could have hoped for, to have her son raised by a goddess, so she immediately agreed and the trio made the tow day journey to the nymph's grove.  
  
For the next few years, Atoosah hunted near to the grove, or idled with Ghamzeh and the other nymphs, and each day her son grew stronger. With time, she grew to realize that, to become a nymph herself and live this life forever, she would have to leave and learn new mysteries, gain new powers and become an immortal. So she left, leaving the first of her children behind. She worshipped Ghamzeh from the many distant places she travelled. She had many adventures and many children by many fathers. These are all now grown, or dead. One stayed with her, her son Faseh. His father was a monstrosity, a vile and twisted, barely human creature whom Atoosah had deceived. But she loved the son dearly. Faseh grew to be a great warrior and taught her some of his art; but one day he challenged the strongest orc in the world, Orok Fangtearer and lost his life before battle even began.  
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For the next few years, Atoosah hunted near to the grove, or idled with Ghamzeh and the other nymphs, and each day her son grew stronger. Eventually she realized that, to become a nymph herself, she would have to leave and learn new mysteries, gain new powers. So she left, leaving the first of her children behind. She worshipped Ghamzeh from the many distant places and had many adventures. She had, too, many children (by many fathers), and these are all now grown. One stayed with her, her son Faseh. His father was a monstrosity, a vile and twisted, barely human creature who Atoosah had deceived. But she loved the son dearly. He grew to be a great warrior and taught her some of his art; but one day he challenged, and was killed by, the strongest orc in the world, Orok Fangtearer.  
  
Desolate, Atoosah followed Orok and his mercenary band, unable to think of anything better to do. She did not seek vengeance because her son spokoe to her from the afterlife and told her he was well. She followed the band for a month and saw their deeds. Seeing how they increased every day in power, she perceived this as one path to greatness and so joined them.
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Desolate, Atoosah followed Orok and his mercenary band, unable to think of anything better to do yet not seeking vengeance. After following them for a month and seeing some of their deeds, she recognized their power and saw that this might be the path to greatness...

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