[Name:] Saila Song
[Race:] Water Fae (mistaken as a Siren, she sometimes calls herself a Siren to conceal her real race and to avoid more explanations)
[Gender:] Female
[Age:] 20
[Sexuality:] Straight
[Weight:] 120
[Height:] 5"4
[Year at Camp:] Two Years
[Strengths:] Touching water increases her senses, Large empty space helps project her songs, She gains strength from absorbing energy from the souls of those weakened by her singing
[Weaknesses:] Really loud obnoxious noises actually causes her senses to go crazy (ears may bleed), those that can outsmart or are immune to her singing, her entire body is very fragile unless she absorbs energy from weakening others, she carries around a parasol to protect her skin from the sun (it literally burns her), once she feeds it triggers her addiction that she tries her hardest to fight
[Special Skills:] Ability to detect emotions through eye contact, Her singing can bend emotions depending on how she sings (angry song creates anger, songs with directions causes the person to do them, etc.), she feeds off the energy of souls effected by her songs (it makes her body strong instead of fragile), she has control of water only when she is full (usually 10 different souls back-to-back will fill her, they do not have to be fully drained to the point of death)
[Personality:] She used to be considered evil. She used to just do everything by order of her pack. Now, she is finding herself a personality. She is finally finding out who she is. She is very polite and sweet when she speaks to others. She may be considered to be pleasant to be around. That is, she is only kind and sweet when she doesn't need to feed. Anything else, she herself is still trying to figure out.
[Bio:]
Saila grew up in a pack of water fae. They were a lower branch of fae. Their strength and powers weakened if that did not feed off of souls. In this pack, one fae never did anything without the others. They sunk many ships and drained the life of every soul they could find. She has killed many and fed off many. She was powerful, and it became addicting. Over the centuries, these lower branch of water fae became known as siren to the humans. It kind of stuck, so Saila started to call herself a siren. One night, her sisters and her stopped a ship once again. They danced on the waters and circled around the ship luring the humans to curiosity. Men fell into the water following passion to their doom. Women danced after their dreams into an unknown darkness. Chaos was upon the ship. The "sirens" made their way aboard. Those that fought the trance were no match. The sisters have fed beyond enough to make their bodies near indestructible. They simply killed those resistant to their songs. Aboard the ship was a small infant baby crying in fear. Saila's sisters held the baby in loving care, but she knew better. This was the first time the sisters had found a baby aboard a ship. The sisters could feel all the energy coming from its pure soul. They started to sing, soothing the baby to sleep. Saila snatched the baby and stopped her sisters. She didn't feel right about killing something so little. It hasn't even lived yet. Her sisters fought her and ripped the baby from her arms and restrained her. They circled around it and sucked the soul right out of it until its body fell into eternal slumber. Saila weeped for the first time in her life. The energy that emitted from her body blasted the sisters off their feet. She ran, diving into the water, and disappearing from the pack. Her sisters still search for her to punish her for her actions. Saila has grown weak over these past few years. She fed only when needed, so her body is extremely sensitive especially to the sun. She found the camp and has been here for a year now. She feels safe here from her sisters. However, it could be any day now when her sisters finally search the lands and find her.
[Likes:] Water especially the ocean and lakes, learning something new about herself and others, making real friends, lollipops (she may be seen eating one), the taste of souls, other than this she is still learning what she likes.
[Dislikes:] Her addiction to feeding on souls, her sisters' way of life, those that kill for fun or without reason, she is still figuring out what she dislikes too.
[Other Information:] Strong emotions such as weeping pain may cause her energy to explode outward blasting nearby objects back. She has no control over this. When she tastes a soul and feeds, she almost completely changes. She becomes more confident and prone to doing things she normally wouldn't. Her polite and sweet self becomes vain and shows more attitude.
[Current Events:] Wandering around camp with her parasol and lollipop observing the familiar and new faces.
