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· Name · Sabzira Orlyval
· Age · 254
· Gender · female
· Species · Dark Elf
· Height · 5' 2"
· Occupation · Rogue, former priestess
· Residence · Outcast, so... ya know.
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     · Physical Description ·
Sabzira looks much like the typical dark elf – dark, charcoal skin, stark white hair, and brilliant red eyes. That's where a lot of the similarities end for her and other dark elf women. She's been cast out and has spent a lot of her time roaming around on her own – not something easy to do in the dark – and she quite likes her alone time. She's managed to cobble together leather armor and buy suitable blades for her lonely lifestyle in the dark, from the unsavory sort willing to deal with her.

In the few black markets she's frequented, she picks up the odd jobs and that's how she's funded her life and made her living.

She doesn't like flashy, floppy clothes that other people, or creatures, can easily grab ahold of in a fight.

     · Personality ·
Sabzira is, now, a practical woman. She used to be fanatical, devoted, and blinded to a lot of what the world could be because of it. The destruction and slaughter of her family ended all that. It was either try to work herself back into that world, with another family that might take her in, or figure out a new life.

She has a quiet curiosity about the world. Trips into cities during the night, when she might not draw too much attention, and tentative exploration into new lands is something she's enjoyed.

At her calmest, Sabzira likes to people watch. Especially people that are of a different race than herself.

     · Magic / Abilities ·
She can summon a globe of darkness and line some things in harmless, purple fire a couple of times a day.

Sabzira's refined skill is now with both blades she carries around. One is a short sword, another is a serrated dagger. She's quick on her feet and ruthless when the situation calls for it. The red dagger cuts through carapace and armor very easy, making her unafraid of armored targets.

     · Relationships ·

     · History ·
Family ded. She left. Go go merc. >:C