progress is being made, i swear.

[hider=WIP][center][h1][i][color=thistle]Sarai[/color][/i][/h1]
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[color=thistle][b]Name:[/b][/color] Sarai
[color=thistle][b]Age:[/b][/color] 27
[color=thistle][b]Sex:[/b][/color] Female
[color=thistle][b]Orientation:[/b][/color] Unexamined
[color=thistle][b]Place of Birth:[/b][/color] Kantabin, Arendann

[color=thistle][b]Appearance:[/b][/color] Sarai is taller than the average woman, all long limbs and serene softness. Her hair falls in lilac waves around her shoulders, littered with thin braids, and her eyes are a haunting, pale blue that stand out against her brown skin. A crisp, clean scar arcs around her right eye – an image of a crescent with a line slashing down through it.

[color=thistle][b]Personality:[/b][/color] Gentle, quiet, and reserved, Sarai is one to listen often and speak rarely. She's well educated and has a compassionate air about her, but her life up to this point has led her to be detached from the people around her. She's more observer than actor; when seeing an atrocity she's more likely to record how it unfolds than she is to intervene.

[color=thistle][b]Skills:[/b][/color]
[list][*]Foraging – B-
[*]Cooking – C+
[*]Medicine/First Aid – B
[*]Sleight of Hand – E
[*]Stealth – C
[*]Star Navigation – C[/list]

[color=thistle][b]Inventory:[/b][/color]
[list][*][url=https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0153/6021/products/goldqtzfoldermontage_large.jpg?v=1336075130]Ceremonial Knife[/url]
[*]Simple Clothes and Shoes
[*]Cloak and Scarf
[*]Silver Jewelry
[*]Worn Leather Bag
[list][*][url=https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/41rW0-FXJAL.jpg]Half-Filled Journal[/url]
[*]Pens and Graphite
[*]Stone Mortar and Pestle
[*]Four Glass Vials
[list][*]One vial filled with a blood coagulate[/list]
[*]Cloth Bandages
[*]Thin Braided Cord
[*]Stolen Flint
[*]Stolen Water Flask[/list][/list]

[color=thistle][b]Background:[/b][/color] Sarai never knew her family. She, along with dozens of other infant girls from the isolated town of Kantabin in southern Arendann, was claimed by the Moon Gazers – women who served as healers, scholars, and historians. Their cause was to record the ever-changing phases of life, to bear witness to the day-to-day goings-on of Kantabin and to record them – to remember. Thus, the Moon Gazers were called to moments of import in people's lives: birth, death, marriages, apprenticeship graduations... Sarai was once called to witness a child lose her first tooth and write it down in one of her many notebooks. The role of the Moon Gazers eventually evolved to include medicine work and healing.

Sarai lived a controlled, simple life of wanting for little and observing everything. But then she started writing more and more about rumors whispered in the streets and little shops about the fall of the king of Venirin and his ambitious successor. Then there were the first confirmed reports of battles along the border. Then Hell came to to Kantabin.

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[color=thistle][b]Pokémon:[/b][/color] Scizor
[color=thistle][b]Nickname:[/b][/color] Esa
[color=thistle][b]Gender:[/b][/color] Male
[color=thistle][b]Ability:[/b][/color] Swarm

[color=thistle][b]Item:[/b][/color] None

[color=thistle][b]Moves:[/b][/color]
[list][*]Fury Cutter
[*]Metal Claw
[*]Iron Defense
[*]Endure[/list]

[color=thistle][b]Bond:[/b][/color] Sarai never intended to have a Pokémon. As a Moon Gazer, it was forbidden. Esa was a Scyther, and the loyal companion of a man named Taryn Faider. Taryn, a member of the Kantabin town guard, was a quiet man, just and dutiful – and hopelessly in love with Sarai. He'd go out of his way to escort her from the Lunar Library to whatever event she was to witness, presenting her with little purple flowers, complimenting her intricate penmanship... Sarai didn't know how to return his affections. But she didn't discourage them, either. As with everything else, she observed with a detached sort of fascination. [/hider]