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She dreams of one day manipulating all the elements. |
She dreams of one day manipulating all the elements. |
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Sameera wants to |
Sameera wants to find a treasure that allows her to manipulate the earth. It's all been rumors and dreams since she started looking. |
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Sameera also really wanted one of those pickles on a stick you can get at a festival. |
Sameera also really wanted one of those pickles on a stick you can get at a festival. |
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She regrets playing a part in Maynard's catastrophic choices |
She regrets playing a part in Maynard's catastrophic choices |
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== Appearance == |
== Appearance == |
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Revision as of 19:51, 15 December 2025
| Player Name | Sabrina (She/Her) |
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| Relatives | Zyphyrine Sukoru (Mother)
Naseem Sukoru (Father) Ventis Kyofu (Maternal Aunt) |
| Languages | Common |
| Affiliations | Balabag Bastion |
| Place of Birth | Balabag |
| Species | Air Genasi |
| Gender | Female |
| Height | 5'3" |
| Weight | 100 |
| Eye Color | Blue |
Sameera is an Air Genasi Lacer who specializes in fire-lacing and uses it to create murals in Ravel. At least she did until the The Fantasial Freeze.
Regrets and Desires
She dreams of one day manipulating all the elements.
Sameera wants to find a treasure that allows her to manipulate the earth. It's all been rumors and dreams since she started looking.
Sameera also really wanted one of those pickles on a stick you can get at a festival.
She regrets playing a part in Maynard's catastrophic choices
Appearance
Sameera is short, but what she lacks in height she makes up for with a somewhat grating personality. Her overall build is that of a willow branch—thin, lithe, and light on her feet. Her skin is a ruddy copper color that stutters and shifts under more discerning examination, similar to the way air and fire mingle at the peak of a burning campfire.
She wears simple blue clothing, hand-embroidered with small flames at the collar and wrists. It gives nothing away regarding her status, but it is clean, and the workmanship is deliberate and careful. Her eyes are blue, ringed with a persistent edge of fatigue. Her features are soft, her smile wide and bright.
Her posture is nonchalant, as though she couldn’t care less about what is happening around her. It lends her an air of arrogance—one that evaporates the moment she opens her mouth.
