Banned
|GENERAL INFORMATION|
Name:
Sabira Whimbleby
Age:
Eighteen
Gender:
Female
Title:
Madam
Species:
Human
Alliance:
Mystic
|RELATIONSHIP INFORMATION|
Relationship Status:
Single
Sexuality:
Bisexual
Partner:
None
Siblings:
Elspeth Whimbleby
Others:
The Baker
|BIOGRAPHICAL INFORMATION|
Personality:
The world has corrupted Sabira; a girl who was once carefree and joyful has become embittered and scathing. Those who come across the beggar cannot say much for her character – she yells at those who do not give her money and yells at those who do. On a wonderful sunny day, people avoid her corner to avoid the sarcastic quips and angered remarks that she makes upon her death bed. Sabira has become greedy and selfish, stealing from anyone she can, even children and the elderly. She cares not for their lives, but instead takes in order to extend her pathetic life for just a little bit longer. She lacks empathy, able to turn a dry eye to the saddest tale and is willing to do whatever to survive. Because she is a survivor – she will do whatever it takes in order to live from day to day. Her will is strong and she clings to her life with an iron grip; if she applied her strong will to other such things, Sabira would become a force to reckon with. Her temper is quick and hot, her frustration builds easily, but her frustration and temper only makes her more determined. She is a quick and diligent learner if she so deems the subject worthy of her attention. Among her hot-headed nature, her sarcastic wit, her cynicism, and her selfish greed, Sabira is loyal. Once her loyalty is earned, Sabira will protect you like a dog protects his bone.
Skills:
Sabira grew up on the streets and as such there were several skills she had to attain in order to survive. First, she learned how to climb everything and anything in her path. Second, she learned to steal – from pockets, from hands, from stalls, from purses – and how to run fast when she was caught. Thirdly, Sabira learned the ways of the street. She learned how to interact with the common day thug and how to get what she wanted from such thugs. Her bartering skills and persuasion is her only defense as Sabira never learned how to fight. If any of her defenses failed, Sabira would be forced to run away and hide as fighting would lead to her death.
Biography:
Sabira never knew her parents. All Sabira knew was the kind, smiling face of her older sister Elspeth. All Sabira knew was the sweet, soothing voice of Elspeth – speaking to her, guiding her, helping her. Sabira was born without her parents, without grandparents, but she had Elspeth and Elspeth was her world. Elspeth taught her about herbs and took care of her, despite being only seven years old, and protected Sabira from the dangers of the street. Sabira remembers the warmth of Elspeth’s hand, always holding her tightly as she guided her towards lightness and hope. Then, one day, Elspeth let go of Sabira’s hand and never touched it again. She was gone.
Sabira didn’t understand why Elspeth would leave her, she didn’t understand where Elspeth had gone. One day, she woke up and Elspeth was no longer by her side, holding her hand. The world that had once seem so warm to Sabira grew cold and desperate. The only thing keeping Sabira going was the thought of her sister coming back, the thought of the world being warm again. Soon, however, that faded and the only thing that kept her strong was her will, her will to survive and show Elspeth that she was not a liability, she was not a burden to be tossed on the side of the street. Sabira was determined to make it off the streets, to become something more, but first she had to survive.
Embittered by the world, Sabira relied on her thieving skills to make it through. However, once she moved to a different street in order to protect herself from the cold, a baker took pity on her. He fed her his leftover bread and gave her blankets when she was tired. He told her stories about the war, about the dangers of dragons, and Sabira became loyal to him. She would die to protect the baker. She adopted his view on dragons, she herself becoming a Mystic, and she did everything she could to impress him. She didn’t want him to leave her behind again. The Baker looked after her as if she were his child, though he could not let her stay with him due to his pregnant wife, but Sabira understood. So she stayed on the streets, in an alleyway next to the Baker, watching over him and his wife as well as their healthy son. She could feel herself slowly dying and the fringes of death crept closer to her heart. Yet, she stayed in the alleyway, even though better opportunities would be elsewhere, because she loved the Baker as if he were her father.
Sabira didn’t understand why Elspeth would leave her, she didn’t understand where Elspeth had gone. One day, she woke up and Elspeth was no longer by her side, holding her hand. The world that had once seem so warm to Sabira grew cold and desperate. The only thing keeping Sabira going was the thought of her sister coming back, the thought of the world being warm again. Soon, however, that faded and the only thing that kept her strong was her will, her will to survive and show Elspeth that she was not a liability, she was not a burden to be tossed on the side of the street. Sabira was determined to make it off the streets, to become something more, but first she had to survive.
Embittered by the world, Sabira relied on her thieving skills to make it through. However, once she moved to a different street in order to protect herself from the cold, a baker took pity on her. He fed her his leftover bread and gave her blankets when she was tired. He told her stories about the war, about the dangers of dragons, and Sabira became loyal to him. She would die to protect the baker. She adopted his view on dragons, she herself becoming a Mystic, and she did everything she could to impress him. She didn’t want him to leave her behind again. The Baker looked after her as if she were his child, though he could not let her stay with him due to his pregnant wife, but Sabira understood. So she stayed on the streets, in an alleyway next to the Baker, watching over him and his wife as well as their healthy son. She could feel herself slowly dying and the fringes of death crept closer to her heart. Yet, she stayed in the alleyway, even though better opportunities would be elsewhere, because she loved the Baker as if he were her father.
|DRAGON INFORMATION|
Dragon Color:
Pure white wind dragon
Dragon Name:
Dagfinn
Description of Your Future Adult Dragon:
Dagfinn is a large male dragon of Wind making. Despite his large size, his body is narrow and sleek with four limbs rippling with muscle. His body is pure white except for his crystalline claws that sparkle like diamonds and tinges of peach flesh that color the creases of his body. Horns decorate the back of his skull, straight and narrow, and grow from his chin as well. His face is ridge-less except for the single arched ridge over his small black eye. His mouth and tongue are gray with a cotton-like texture to it. His wings are their own appendages, separate from his forelimbs, and stretch impossibly far with jagged membrane connecting spines. His spine is patterned with dulled spikes that give him a fearsome appearance, like a skeleton with a spine made of bone. He has many teeth, all sharp and lined, and his body is longer than it is wide. His tail extends outwards with a magnificent flourish of a tail, having continued spikes along the length and an arrow ending at the thick tail.
Specific Dragon Powers:
- Wind Caller – Dagfinn can create powerful gusts of wind with his wings, even creating storms such as tornadoes or hurricanes if near water
- Gale Breather – Dagfinn can spit out gusts of air, aiming it and blowing enemies away; he has the ability to sharpen the air so the wind is able to create small cuts, as well
|OTHER|
Other:
- Sabira can be won over by food
- Sabira's favorite color is blue
- Sabira loves birds
Theme Song:
