Sonia Fabiola Berjouhi (a character sheet, don't fuss)

Name: Sonia Fabiola Berjouhi

Alias: Fabiola to those she trusts. To everyone else, she's Ester, Rose, Judith, Abby, Lola, Amber, Zoe, Alexa, Grendel... shall I continue?

Race: Tuatha Dé Danann

Homeworld: An earth-like world. Moved to Tuasl with several of her kind to try and start a place for themselves millenia ago.

Moneys (how many platinum pieces (worth 50), gold pieces(30), silver(15), and copper(1)): 213 platinum pieces, 130 gold pieces, 256 silver pieces and 96 copper pieces.

Treasures (jewels, crown, precious art, etc):

Need to sleep?: Can go days without sleeping, but occasionally has to get some shut-eye.

Need to eat?: Yes.

Age: ~70,000. She doesn't keep track anymore since it doesn't interest her.

Age appears to be: 24

Image Link: [Sonia]

Eyes: Brown with white pupils.

Skin: Tanned

Hair: Long and brown.

Height: 5' 11"

Weight: 136 lbs

Other Features (claws, fur, wing, that sort): The top of her ears are slightly angled but not pointed.

Tattoos and Markings (any battle scars go here): No tattoos, but a few burn marks from when she was younger are hidden beneath light wraps on her right elbow, beneath her bust line all around, and her left wrist.

Clothing: Very light leather clothing. A beige hooded cloak that she usually switches to be different colors when she goes out. Fluid silver armlets, fluid silver belt, fluid silver bracelet/glove/claws on her right hand, and fluid silver shoes.

Physical build: Lithe.

Dominant Hand: Right.

Alignment (good, evil, neutral, float your own boat, what?): Mainly good. But sometimes she'll go with the highest bidder, if she's on a merc run.

Prefered Proffesion: Unofficial merc and thief.

Do you have Etharan Citizenry Papers? No.

Slave Master/Mistress or no?: No.

Are you a slave? No.

If so, how many slaves?: ---

Equipment: About 4 ropes from which small sharp pointy pieces of silver dangle that hang around her hips from front to back.

Weapons: A silver bow. Basic arrows that she switches to other forms and materials at the time of shooting in order to accomplish different purposes. A silver dagger on her hip, and a silver dagger on her chest, probably several more daggers hidden around her.

Natural Special Abilities (like sharp senses, shapeshifting, innate summoning ability, etc):
-Sharp sight, hearing, sense of smell.
-Outstanding tastebuds. =3
-She has the ability to "switch", being able to take on the complete form and mentality of another race or creature.
-Can ride the wind by switching into it; however, this is different than dispersing oneself into the wind, as her essence remains around the same area in the air.
-Is probably very alluring just on her own. If she's trying, she can rival some of the best Vila.

Magic: It varies, depending on which form she's in and what magic is available to that form. But originally, she had refused to learn magic extensively. Just learned how to manipulate water a little bit, maybe a little fire or ice to accomplish household chores or duties.

Strengths:
-Very artistic- sings, dances and plays music.
-Crafts weapons, much like she did her own.
-Self-sufficient for the most part.
-Since she works with quality materials, she's learned to tell the fakes apart.
-Excellent cook.
-Disguing herself by switching into other creatures or people from different races- because of her nature, she changes her looks and fixes her personality to match and therefore disassociate the other personality from herself.
-Knowledge of Tuasl and its history, but not its beginnings.
-Knowledge of different animals, species, races and other grand creatures.
-Knowledge of preparing the earth and how to cultivate plants.
-Excellent marksmanship.
-Flexible and agile.
-Immortal.
-Her body is very durable- it takes a lot (more than expected) to break skin, then tear flesh, then break bone.
-Not very fond of general people at all.

Weakness:
-Not very good at growing plants herself.
-Solitary.
-Despite being immortal (in other words, her life being indestructible), her body is not quite indestructible.
-The few people she holds dear.
-Her lust, when ignited.
-Her anger upon remembering what happened between the humons on her world and her people.
-Hates strong light, though it doesn't do anything to her.
-Since she's decided to not learn magic, though she very well could, she's not well well-versed and is at a disadvantage against higher kinds of magic.

Personality: Very serious when on guard and outside of her home. Also sarcastic and brash. When around people she trusts, she'll be nicer and more honest, as well as very protective of them. On her own, she'll be more relaxed, calm... definitely a far cry and a different vibe from when she's tense. Not very lustful, but can be and sometimes is when she is drinking, dancing or singing, which hasn't happened in a long time.

Character Theme Song: Let Go by Frou Frou

Background: (as if speaking to a humon on Tuasl)
I'm old.
Perhaps too old. Far older than your present-day mountains, your lakes, your nations... older than you can even imagine in your wildest dreams. What do you live to be? 90? 100? 150, if you're lucky?

I remember when you humons were just starting to crawl out of the ground, helpless and naked. You couldn't fend for yourselves at all, you stupid beasts.

My people came here long before that, and we had set up our homes, our villages... had begun to spread a bit more than we were able to where we came from. Things were good, and then we see your people start up life. From where, we didn't ask or bother to know. But we were kind enough to take you in. We raised your ancestors, we helped them learn about the world they found themselves on. We helped them become able enough to establish themselves... had I been able to see the future, I would have never allowed that to happen.

The first few that we raised were grateful and respected us, remembered us and revered us. They helped us in our times of need, which were few. As years wore on, turning to decades, centuries, and then millenia... your people kept aging and dying while we remained the same and only grew in number, though nowhere near as fast as humons. There came a time in which our kinds mixed for a while, and I watched this with apprehension. Our kind was powerful... sharing our blood with others should have been out of the question, especially since these "others" had no idea how to use such power responsibly.

Thankfully, some of my fear was quelled as it was only the children that exhibited our power. But I still distrusted these unions, and soon noticed that the closer we became to these people, the blinder we were becoming to the fact that our living areas were diminishing in size. Your ancestors began to desire more space for your own kind to live in, and had begun to take it from us right out from under our noses.

I myself had come close to forming a union with a mon when I noticed this. How appropriate that by the time I noticed this, it was already too late. The same night I fled the humon city to warn my people was the same night my people were destroyed. All of them.

Of course, they still live. Just not in any one body. Some of them have gone crazy in their ethereal forms. Others have left this world. Others haunt me from time to time.

But I'm the only one technically still alive.


Additional Information: She's the last Tuatha De Danann 'alive' on Tuasl. Not the last of her race at all, there are more across the universe, but definitely the last one where she lives now. She hasn't left the world because there are a few humons that always did gain her interest occasionally, and that have proved to be honest and true to their word of keeping her existence hidden from the rest of the later and voilent, power-hungry generations of humons.