Jezebel brushed her raven black hair in front of her mirror. She looked at her reflection, her claws where her fingernails should be. Her curled horns like a ram's, her razor sharp fangs giving the mirror a toothy grin. And didn't like what she saw, her goat legs under the desk and little fur on them, not human, not demon so she must be kept hidden from the outside world. The city will hate you and me. mother was right to a degree except for a halfbreed camp she knew she would be accepted among them but they were rare and none were near the city where she lived. she would be unique even among freaks being probably the first half demon to ever be born lucky.
She was allowed to hunt out of sight. Mother doesn't want her child running around making her look bad or her father or the chief judge being the first demon to wear a crown.
Only a handful of servants were allowed to see her and they didn't want to talk to her today.
she noticed something outside her window. A camp of maybe twenty or thirty halfbreeds in a camp just outside the city this is her chance to make friends finally. tears sprang to her eyes but trying to stop them it’s not a guarantee.
She grabbed a bag with her cloak and sling and crawled through her window. and stood on the ledge balcony unfolding her bat wings. They were too small to fly but she could glide with them. leaping off the balcony and stretching her wings to catch the air, it felt wonderful to zoom across the city towards the camp. She landed near the west gate just over it and walked around the city wall towards the camp.
As she got closer to the camp she noticed how dirty and run down the camp was. they were on the outside of the city for they were not welcome inside. There were half goblins, the poor things greenish skin and a ugly face slightly apelike, half avian human but with a eagle head and wings around her size there were half orgur with grayish skin and five feet tall but stout. There was so much diversity in a camp of about thirty. The camp was a sad sight. Poorly made tents, little food and if anyone had a stool or cup it was in poor condition. Most of them were half avians. “um hello can I stay here?”
“Sure” a half goblin, a boy around her age answered sitting with only a blanket “why not fellow halfbreed” then a half avian approached her a woman with rags for a dress with tan feathers on her head and wings.
“Hello I’m Safiya” putting out her hand
“Jezebel” awkwardly shaking it
“you seem nice,” she chirped, “so are you a half demon then?” Safiya said with astonishment in her voice. “I’ve never heard of a thing”
“Yes, so when did you get here?”
“Just now actually we are hoping people are more generous here” Safiya then fell silent suddenly she realized they must have been treated horrible last place they went. “this a big camp for halfbreeds” Jezebel said think how to interact with people think!
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“So what’s to eat around here?” Safiya asked “well we got deer, possum, rat, oh ya.
“uh maybe I will just look for myself”
“what are you yapping about Safiya” a new voice said a half goblin he looked mad “talking to a stranger” he said folding his arms
"Lay off Gary she’s one of us” he held her gaze “maybe maybe” Gary said with a grunt then went to sit by one of the campfires staring at Jezebel.
“he’s nice once you get to know him” Safiya assured “he’s practically our leader and protects us. Do you live in the city?” She had nice things and considered well off but kept that to herself so to not be ostracized by them. instead she said “ya I live in an alleyway near a butcher's shop he feeds me the stuff no one else eats” Jezebel lied she nodded at that as if that was expected.
“So do you think the burcher will feed us as well?” taken aback by the question “I don’t think so” “ya I thought so still can you take me there and I’ll ask anyway?” panicked Jezebel stared at Safiya. I need to think of something before she calls me a liar. I’ll never have a friend ever! “ no! He hates avians and he only has enough for me sorry. um can we talk about something else” Safiya seemed mystified “oh sure that's too bad It’s that my mother was a priestess and told me about the gods and how people used to be more generous. It was very important to her. oh where are my manners come sit by the fire”
so she walked to a campfire and stared at the flames for a while. This is going great someone to talk to but what if she knows I’m rich and might just want the money and food I can provide. I'm the cleanest by far. don’t worry so much just be yourself and don’t think negative just make friends but she notice that many of the other halfbreeds stick mostly with their own kind she though with disappointment she even here there there is the stick to your own race except for Gary and Safiya seem to go out of there way to speak with other races halfbreeds
It was time for lunch and she didn't want to take anything from them , so she started her hike to the woods half a mile to the northwest of the city. She pulled her cloak from her bag and wrapped it around her so as not to be spotted by the farmers.
Reaching the edge of the woods. She enjoyed hunting. It was the only time she could be free she could just have her servants bring her food but she was enjoying being outdoors. so she went in the woods all the trees and sounds of running water I enjoyed those sounds traveled for a time looking for pray seeing squirrels in the trees but no good she lifted a small rock for later and placed it in her pouch she tried not to make noise in case she saw it to late she made her way through the trees and branches she spotted two deer a baby deer and her mother grazing on the forest floor she needed to hit it on the head she slip the stone from her pouch as well as her sling placing it in and swirling by her side and lunch the stone went flying at the mother but missed and hit the baby deer right in the head. Great I killed a baby whatever the mother ran off deep in the forest approaching her kill it wasn't small. Maybe the body was as long as my arm she reached for her knife then realized she left it in her room. so she just clawed away the skin feeling the flesh beneath the skin she just had to skin it did take a while to peel the skin away but finally she began to chow down. She couldn't stop herself. Raw meat tasted so good! When she was done she was a bloody mess and only skin, a few organs and a skeleton reminded of her meal blood stains all over her cloak after the long hike back to the halfbreed camp. Safiya looked horrified
“what happened to you!?” “lunch” Safiya flinched “oh well care to join us where about to see if we can get any food from handouts or foraging”
“no I think I should get back home”
“alright see you tomorrow” then walked off. on the way home trying not to be seen, see you tomorrow she made a friend! When she got back home mother was furious.