Post by Sara's shadow on Aug 29, 2007 22:26:02 GMT -5
Name- Sara Kader
Age- 15
Date of birth- March 15th, 1992
Homelands- Pennsylvania
Race- Human
Class- Seer
Final-
Telekinetic outlet
In times of extreme stress (for instance, if her life is threatened), Sara gains the ability to use telekinetic power far beyond her age and experience; actually, the power uses her much more than she uses it. Her eyes widen when this occurs, going blank and turning to a pale silver hue, at which time everything around her is thrown backwards with incredible force. After that, what she does is anyone’s guess; until she’s stopped or runs out of energy, the power will continue to use her in whatever wild way it can to get rid of the threat. When her strength finally does fail, she is left totally drained and entirely defenseless.
{Weapon information}
Hunting knife
Given to Sara by her father at the age of 13, this hunting knife has no special properties, but it is nonetheless quite important to the girl. Its blade is made of steel, its handle of smooth sandalwood, and its guard of slightly faded brass. It is impossible to catch Sara without it strapped around her waist in a snug-fitting ebony sheath; after all, who knows when it might be needed. Sara uses her prized possession well and often, but despite the frequency of its use, the knife remains in excellent working order.
[No enchantments]
{Armor information}
None
{Accessory information}
Ring of Desire
This is a thin, silver ring given to Sara on her 8th birthday by her mother. It is etched with tiny runes in a language completely alien to humankind, but as they are difficult to see, let alone read, no one has been overly curious as to what they might say. No one, that is, except Sara, who spent a good portion of her birthday trying to figure out its meaning. Eventually, she gave up, but the subject never left her mind completely.
[Enchantments]
When turned 3 times on her finger, a genie capable of granting 3 wishes appears. (Three wishes total, not 3 wishes each time she turns the ring)
{Physical Appearance}
Sara has thick, straight, brown hair, cut to about shoulder-length, almond-shaped brown eyes, and a normal-sized nose that fits her face relatively well. Her mouth is somewhat full, and her jaw is a strong one. Her body is a little slender, but never skinny. Her favored items of wear include long-sleeved shirts (sometimes with a fleece sweater in the winter) and warm, corduroy pants for outdoor wear, jeans and a nice-looking short-sleeved shirt for the inside, and occasionally, when going out in public, a collared blouse matching neatly with a pair of well-ironed pants. But no matter where she’s going, Sara always takes a great deal of care with her appearance. Not gobs of makeup or anything, but she takes pride in looking presentable at all times. At 5’6” in height, Sara is, altogether, a rather mature, together-looking figure.
{Background}
Sara was born in the Poconos Mountains of Pennsylvania. She has one sibling, a 13-year old girl named Jay. When Sara was 10, her parents divorced, and her mother walked out on them, leaving her and her sister to live with their father. For Sara, this marked a huge change in her personality. Where as before, she had been a bit all over the place, the divorce forced her to mature far more quickly than was natural, both for Jay, and for her own sake. All three of them grew much closer as a family in order to fill the void left by her mother. Sara, in particular, grew much more into her role of older sister, making constantly sure that her sibling was well protected. However, Sara still misses her mother terribly, and always keeps the ring that she gave her close.
Sara’s powers have been with her since she was a very small child, although she was not always aware of their presence. Her visions of the future mostly came in dreams she only half-remembered, giving her a perplexing sense of deja-vu when they came to pass. On the rare occasions that she remembered the dreams clearly, her parents had mostly chalked it up to coincidence or a fanciful imagination. It was only when her little sister, Jay, started to discover her shape-shifting abilities that it occurred to her father that her dreams might not be entirely natural. However, since it is nearly impossible to gain control over something as unpredictable as seeing the future, most of their energies were focused on helping Jay to master her special powers. When Jay finally surpassed their ability to teach, Sara made the decision to accompany her little sister in search of higher knowledge; further, she was unwilling to abandon her little sister to the wide world- not just yet, anyway.
It was then that Sara had her first dream-vision about Twilight Moon Academy. It was simple- just her and Jay looking up at a tall, spooky ship through a dense curtain of fog. Still, the dream had an eerie presence about it, and was disconcertingly realistic. When she woke up, she could almost feel the layers of mist clinging to her skin, and the memory of the ship remained vivid in her mind. Even if she hadn’t had the dream every night for a week, it would still be painfully obvious that she was having a premonition. But apart from telling her family about it, what could she do? Her nights remained restless until finally, something changed.
She was in the dream again, staring up at that looming, ominous ship, its torn flag flapping a bit in the tiny breeze. Yes, and there was the fog, pressing down on them, sending chills down her spine. All she could do was stand there and shiver, frozen in place as if by a spell. “What does this mean?” Her dream-self thought unhappily. “Why am I here? I- I don’t-”
“You needed only to ask,” said a woman’s voice from right beside her. A ghostly, glowing specter slowly materialized in the spot that the sound had come from, and Sara found suddenly that she could move her head to watch its appearance. Oddly enough, when she glanced down at her arms and legs to see if they too could be moved, she discovered that she had the same strange, glowing sort of body as the being in front of her, and that the future Sara, the one staring up at the ships, had not moved. Realizing that she was still standing in her physical counterpart, she quickly jumped away. The ghostly presence smiled at her discomfort.
In that same, ethereal voice, it continued, “This place is merely the beginning of a long and difficult journey for you and your sister. You will meet many challenges along the way, but it will give you the knowledge you seek. Remember that.” The strange being began to fade. “You will not have this dream again. A letter from Twilight Moon Academy will arrive tomorrow, and, if you wish, you can follow the path of which I have spoken.” Only a pale sphere of light was left of her. “Go with my blessing, Sara.”
She was gone.Sara opened her eyes, feeling well-rested for the first time in days, and hurried to tell the rest of her family the news. Twilight Moon Academy… The name echoed in her head. It buzzed in her mind all throughout the next few days as she and Jay hurried to pack their belongings. Then, after a tearful farewell to their father, they were off. Off, in search of the future.
Age- 15
Date of birth- March 15th, 1992
Homelands- Pennsylvania
Race- Human
Class- Seer
Final-
Telekinetic outlet
In times of extreme stress (for instance, if her life is threatened), Sara gains the ability to use telekinetic power far beyond her age and experience; actually, the power uses her much more than she uses it. Her eyes widen when this occurs, going blank and turning to a pale silver hue, at which time everything around her is thrown backwards with incredible force. After that, what she does is anyone’s guess; until she’s stopped or runs out of energy, the power will continue to use her in whatever wild way it can to get rid of the threat. When her strength finally does fail, she is left totally drained and entirely defenseless.
{Weapon information}
Hunting knife
Given to Sara by her father at the age of 13, this hunting knife has no special properties, but it is nonetheless quite important to the girl. Its blade is made of steel, its handle of smooth sandalwood, and its guard of slightly faded brass. It is impossible to catch Sara without it strapped around her waist in a snug-fitting ebony sheath; after all, who knows when it might be needed. Sara uses her prized possession well and often, but despite the frequency of its use, the knife remains in excellent working order.
[No enchantments]
{Armor information}
None
{Accessory information}
Ring of Desire
This is a thin, silver ring given to Sara on her 8th birthday by her mother. It is etched with tiny runes in a language completely alien to humankind, but as they are difficult to see, let alone read, no one has been overly curious as to what they might say. No one, that is, except Sara, who spent a good portion of her birthday trying to figure out its meaning. Eventually, she gave up, but the subject never left her mind completely.
[Enchantments]
When turned 3 times on her finger, a genie capable of granting 3 wishes appears. (Three wishes total, not 3 wishes each time she turns the ring)
{Physical Appearance}
Sara has thick, straight, brown hair, cut to about shoulder-length, almond-shaped brown eyes, and a normal-sized nose that fits her face relatively well. Her mouth is somewhat full, and her jaw is a strong one. Her body is a little slender, but never skinny. Her favored items of wear include long-sleeved shirts (sometimes with a fleece sweater in the winter) and warm, corduroy pants for outdoor wear, jeans and a nice-looking short-sleeved shirt for the inside, and occasionally, when going out in public, a collared blouse matching neatly with a pair of well-ironed pants. But no matter where she’s going, Sara always takes a great deal of care with her appearance. Not gobs of makeup or anything, but she takes pride in looking presentable at all times. At 5’6” in height, Sara is, altogether, a rather mature, together-looking figure.
{Background}
Sara was born in the Poconos Mountains of Pennsylvania. She has one sibling, a 13-year old girl named Jay. When Sara was 10, her parents divorced, and her mother walked out on them, leaving her and her sister to live with their father. For Sara, this marked a huge change in her personality. Where as before, she had been a bit all over the place, the divorce forced her to mature far more quickly than was natural, both for Jay, and for her own sake. All three of them grew much closer as a family in order to fill the void left by her mother. Sara, in particular, grew much more into her role of older sister, making constantly sure that her sibling was well protected. However, Sara still misses her mother terribly, and always keeps the ring that she gave her close.
Sara’s powers have been with her since she was a very small child, although she was not always aware of their presence. Her visions of the future mostly came in dreams she only half-remembered, giving her a perplexing sense of deja-vu when they came to pass. On the rare occasions that she remembered the dreams clearly, her parents had mostly chalked it up to coincidence or a fanciful imagination. It was only when her little sister, Jay, started to discover her shape-shifting abilities that it occurred to her father that her dreams might not be entirely natural. However, since it is nearly impossible to gain control over something as unpredictable as seeing the future, most of their energies were focused on helping Jay to master her special powers. When Jay finally surpassed their ability to teach, Sara made the decision to accompany her little sister in search of higher knowledge; further, she was unwilling to abandon her little sister to the wide world- not just yet, anyway.
It was then that Sara had her first dream-vision about Twilight Moon Academy. It was simple- just her and Jay looking up at a tall, spooky ship through a dense curtain of fog. Still, the dream had an eerie presence about it, and was disconcertingly realistic. When she woke up, she could almost feel the layers of mist clinging to her skin, and the memory of the ship remained vivid in her mind. Even if she hadn’t had the dream every night for a week, it would still be painfully obvious that she was having a premonition. But apart from telling her family about it, what could she do? Her nights remained restless until finally, something changed.
She was in the dream again, staring up at that looming, ominous ship, its torn flag flapping a bit in the tiny breeze. Yes, and there was the fog, pressing down on them, sending chills down her spine. All she could do was stand there and shiver, frozen in place as if by a spell. “What does this mean?” Her dream-self thought unhappily. “Why am I here? I- I don’t-”
“You needed only to ask,” said a woman’s voice from right beside her. A ghostly, glowing specter slowly materialized in the spot that the sound had come from, and Sara found suddenly that she could move her head to watch its appearance. Oddly enough, when she glanced down at her arms and legs to see if they too could be moved, she discovered that she had the same strange, glowing sort of body as the being in front of her, and that the future Sara, the one staring up at the ships, had not moved. Realizing that she was still standing in her physical counterpart, she quickly jumped away. The ghostly presence smiled at her discomfort.
In that same, ethereal voice, it continued, “This place is merely the beginning of a long and difficult journey for you and your sister. You will meet many challenges along the way, but it will give you the knowledge you seek. Remember that.” The strange being began to fade. “You will not have this dream again. A letter from Twilight Moon Academy will arrive tomorrow, and, if you wish, you can follow the path of which I have spoken.” Only a pale sphere of light was left of her. “Go with my blessing, Sara.”
She was gone.Sara opened her eyes, feeling well-rested for the first time in days, and hurried to tell the rest of her family the news. Twilight Moon Academy… The name echoed in her head. It buzzed in her mind all throughout the next few days as she and Jay hurried to pack their belongings. Then, after a tearful farewell to their father, they were off. Off, in search of the future.
