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Elemental Profiles:
- gaia_left -Gaia Name: AtavisticDevilry
- gaia_left -Name: Sarai al'Taim, often called Sari and called Rai by those closest to her. It's a name others have to earn the right to.
- gaia_left -Month: Elemmiire
- gaia_left -Secret Power: Sari has a mild aura of joy that surrounds her on a normal basis, but this aura can be intensified so as to cause extreme joy in those around her. She can also fascinate people, throwing them into a rapture over her. It basically causes people to focus on her as though she were the most amazing, fascinating thing on the planet, forcing them to view her with both love, fear and awe. The one last thing she possesses is incrediable charisma, a charisma that turns even the little things she does into things of beauty. One might call it a natural sense of glamour, and whether or not it's from the star is debatable. Sari is not, of course, aware of any of this.
- gaia_left -Element: Light
- gaia_left -Race: Half Kalina, half Shae
- gaia_left -Bio: Sari was born deep in Me'a to her parents, Nazli and Fiachna. Sari was a bit of a surprise to both of them, as they hadn't intended to have a child; they weren't even married! Even with Sari on the way, they decided against the union. Fiachna didn't want to remain in one place, and Nazli didn't want to leave the beautiful plains of her homeland.

Sari's town was small and very remote. Those who lived there had almost always lived there, and visitors were few and far between. Those outsiders who did settle there spent years in the town before being fully accepted, though the populace of the place were always polite. It was simply a matter of change, and the unfamiliarity of it. Horses were a big part of the town's life, as most everyone needed at least one to get around in the great plains.

Sari was always known as "the b*****d" in the town, and was always seen as halfway an outsider. Though Nazli always stood by her daughter, Sari had a rather tough childhood because of it. As she aged, though, it became harder and harder for people to hate her just because of her birth. She was an exceptionally beautiful child, perhaps due to her mixed heritage, and she always tried so hard to be kind to those around her. Though Sari was never fully accepted by the village as a whole, at least the nasty hisses stopped. And finally, some people let their children play with her.

Sari was a little bit different from the other children, though, and it was more than just her b*****d birth. She sang before she could talk, and she had always loved the water. It was nothing unexpected, given the fact that her father had been a Shae, but many people found it disconcerting nonetheless - especially because her songs effected their moods. Nazli sometimes jokes that the villagers finally let up on Sari because they were tired of listening to her lonely songs, but she always says it with an edge of truth. None could listen to Sari sing her songs of sadness for long without their hearts breaking. There had even been a period in her life when the villagers tried to force Nazli to make Sari stop singing. Fortunately, it hadn't lasted. And when Sari's songs turned happy, no one wanted her to stop anyway.

And so, despite a rather rough beginning, Sari's life was quiet and peaceful. She wanted to own horses, perhaps care for them in the town, and was learning how from her mother, the current stablemaster. She had some friends - not many, but a close few - and some people smiled at her in the streets. Nazli was proud of her daughter, and Sari couldn't ask for more. Unfortunately, life was to ask more of her.

It was the day of Sari's 17th birthday. She was asleep, though fitfully, awaiting the pleasant day she expected tomorrow. It was in her dream that Anorad appeared in his full glory. Sari woke up immediately, only to be pulled back into sleep by the god who so wanted to contact her. "Stay in the Dreaming, child," he said. His voice was deep and sounded faintly of the crackling of flame. "I have something I must charge you with." Anorad said nothing more, but Sari knew that she had some sort of purpose, some sort of power... And that along with this purpose came a great deal of danger, but also that it must be done. Anorad nodded deeply to her once, then reached out with his left hand and layed it over her right eye.

Sari woke up again, this time with no god to drag her back to the Dreaming. Over her eye, where Anorad had touched her, she had a milky white handprint that glowed with the soft light of the moon in the dark. Sari didn't sleep again that night. Instead, she spent it packing. Anorad had left her with the need to leave her beautiful home of Me'a and go to Tarna, a place she'd never been before. But she had to go.

The next day, Sari told her mother. Nazli tried to convince her daughter that it had really been just a dream, but Sari knew otherwise. And thus, though it saddened both her and her mother greatly, Sari left for Tarna to fulfill the still unknown will of the gods.

As far as Sari's powers go, she seems to take more after her father than after her mother. Singing has always been her strength, and when immersend in water for a short period of time she gains the ability to breathe underwater and grows webbing between her hands and her feet. Her songs don't hold anywhere near the power of a full-blooded Shae's, but Sari can moderately effect moods with ease.

With her healing, Sari cannot heal more than a bad bruise when it comes to people. With horses, however... Sari has saved the lives of some of the towns horses, simply because animals are what she can best heal.
- gaia_left -Personality: Sari is not a fighter, nor is she very worldly. She's lived in her small village her entire life, and though she's very curious and certainly not stupid, she's fairly naive when it comes to the ways of the world. She's often shy in large crowds, and she's generally more comfortable around animals than around people. Still, Sari has a warm heart, and she likes to help where she can. She's unlikely to stick up for herself unless directly confronted, and prefers to let things slide. This doesn't mean she forgets, though - Sari remembers almost everything people do to her, though she usually doesn't hold a grudge. Usually.

Sari's fairly confident and fond of herself, and isn't one to take insults to heart. She sees them more as a sign of other people being rude than as a sign of her own deficiencies. Still, Sari's often very hard on herself and she tries to do the best she can in almost any situation. A very tenacious child, Sari's unlikely to give up on any task she sets her mind to unless she proves to herself that she cannot do it with what's available to her. Sari rarely takes the word of others with reguards to what she can and cannot do, though, even that of those she trusts.

Sari was raised to be polite, and as such, she is. She expects the same courtesy from others, and is very suprised on those occasions that she doesn't receive it. She gives everyone a chance, even those rare travelers, and would much rather be friends than enemies. Not that Sari's a particularly outgoing person; though she does very well one-on-one, she rarely speaks out in groups unless she has something she really wants to say, or something she considers important. Sari treats both sexes more or less equally, though, in that she's not more shy around one than the other. People are just people, after all. The worst most will do is not like you.

Sari's very expressive. She can't hide her emotions very well, as she's never really tried or had to, which makes her very easy to read. Sari hates to lie anyway, so it's not as though she minds. Much of what she feels is communicated readily through her body language. Sari's very sensitive to the body language and moods of those around her due to the time she spends with horses, so it's often hard for people to hide what they feel from her as well.
- gaia_left -Weapon: None. Sari hasn't been trained to fight, really. The closest thing she has to a weapon is the sling she sometimes must use to drive wolves away from the herd. Rani, her horse, is the fighter of the two. He's well used to defending Sari, though only really from animals. Only once from a man...
- gaia_left -Appearance: Sari takes more after her mother than her father in appearance. Her shortish, somewhat choppy hair is the wheat-gold of most Me'ans, and reaches down to just past her chin. Sari usually just lets it do as it will, only going so far as to tuck her long bangs behind her delicate ears on most days. Only for special occasions does she really bother with it.

Sari's large, long-lashed eyes are a mix between the gold of her mother's and the blue of her father's, compromising in a strange combination of pale yellow and light blue. Seen from afar, they look like they might be seafoam green, but up close their complexity, along with their liveliness, is readily noticeable. Sari's skin isn't as pale as her mother's, sitting just outside the range of the Kalina but still too pale to be Shae. It's fairly smooth, with only a few of the common teenage blemishes. They're mostly hidden by the small smattering of freckles across her nose and cheeks, freckles that have been slowly disappearing since she was a child.

As far as frames go, Sari has a decent one. She's not very large-chested, but she's quite slender and willowy. Her hips are wide, too, which give her body a nice, natural-looking curve. Sari's body, especially her legs, is very well toned as a result of all the work she does with horses, and she seems to glow with health. Her arms, legs and torso are long, giving her a very graceful appearance and making her look taller than her modest 5'5''. Sari's face is rather softly lined, though she has a perky nose and a spunky chin. Overall, she has a look of strange but very pleasing beauty.

Sari's clothing usually consists of a golden brown or blue knee-length skirt made from a very light, airy material and a simple tank top of the same stuff. The skirt is purposely torn up at the end and is decorated with little spirals made of dots on most of it, and with a triangle pattern at the top. The shirt reveals much of her belly and is decorated with the same triangle pattern at the top, with a row of dots on the bottom. Sari wears feather earrings most of the time, as well as a necklace depicting waves left for her by her father and several wooden bracelets with gold inlay - a gift given to her on her 15th birthday. On her feet, Sari usually wears lace-up sandals that wrap to about halfway up her calf. The deep brown ribbons are tied in bows. Her outfit gives one a somewhat nymph-like impression of Sari, which is what suits her best.
- gaia_left -Mark: Sari's mark is the bright white handprint Anorad placed on her face when he touched her. It glows softly in the darkness, and contrasts more than might be expected with her somewhat fair skin.
- gaia_left -Horse: ((I know it wasn't in the original skeleton, but I feel as though you should know a little about him)) Sari's horse is a 16 hand dun stallion - dun meaning that his coat is a dusty golden colour and his mane and tail are black, as are all four of his legs up to the knees. He also has a black stripe running along his spine from the base of his mane to the beginning of his tail, as well as some faint stripes on his shoulders and on his legs. Sari calls him "Rani" which, while it might seem like a name, really just means "older brother". Sari met him when she was 10 and he but a foal. She called him "Rani" because he was larger than her and seemed to know more about the world. The two are very close, and Sari needs neither reigns nor a saddle when riding Rani. She knows her older brother will take care of her.