Some wear silence uncomfortably, itching to shrug it off and fill the gap with noise. Not so Sana. Sana wears silence like a beloved-cloak, content in her inner musings. She does not speak for the sake of hearing her own voice, but to convey meaning and intent. Inherently perceptive, Sana prefers to watch and weigh her words, a habit which does not always follow with her actions.

A competent fighter with obvious intellect, Sana bares a touch of pride in her demeanor. She excels in her chosen profession, and is never shy about admitting as much when probed. Being treated condescendingly never fails to irk the rider, and Sana has been known to go out of her way to prove herself when her talents are questioned. A competitive nature doesn't help quash the need to demonstrate her worth, though an advantage of said trait includes a constant drive to improve herself.

Though she may not always succeed initially, a steady patience and stoicism allow her to continue through whatever hardships hinder her progress. Complaints fall even less than words from her lips, with the rider holding the belief that acting on a discomfort is of more use than moaning about it.

She is not an easy one to tease. Perhaps the wicked axe on her hip or the towering dragon behind the rider makes comics think twice, yet Sana is not without humour. She'll smile when amused, her eyes glittering at a joke, and offer her own retort if the banter is directed her way. She's surprised more than a few with a sudden, sharp quip; those who didn't believe the reticent woman capable of smiling, let alone making a joke.

Though, that's most likely because they don't know her well enough to understand that Sana's quietness is not caused by a cold persona. Sana expresses her thoughts with a small shift of an eyebrow, the tilt of her head, or quirk of her lips. She is warm to her friends, comforting to those in need, and gentle beyond all measure with Revya, her dragon. To strangers, only time may unravel the intricacies of her character and reveal the woman behind the calm mask.

Sanika Nila Lantos, though only her grandmother ever insisted on using her full name, was born in one of the thick forests which clung to Reskaea's mountains. Far from being isolated, her mother and grandmother were often sought out for their talent at taming and training wyverns, which nested in the rocky heights behind Sana's home. So it was that from a young age Sana was exposed to the flying beasts, and when she came of age she too was taken to the wyvern's home and allowed to select a young dragon. Sana chose a beautiful emerald and gold female, Revya, who would became her constant companion and friend.

Of Sana's father, there is not much to say. He was a traveller from Ghaatr who could not give up traversing the land, while Sana's mother would not leave her home and passion. So, they parted, and Sana was raised by her mother and grandmother. As Sana grew, so too did her need to explore the world around her. Flying with Revya helped alleviate her desire somewhat, though even half a day's travel by dragon did not allow Sana to see as much of the world as she desired. So, eventually, with many goodbyes and promises to return soon, she left.

Sana had a set of skills learned from her mother, and from the visitors who would come to tame a wyvern. While she had never thought much for where she might like to work, as she travelled, Sana found herself far preferring solo jobs, or those with a smaller number of comrades. A chance contact and some talent at tracking led her to her first task as a bounty hunter. Sana grew better and more sought after, happy to work for those on either side of the law as her own moral code allowed.

It was while working for a wealthy criminal, who paid well despite his unappealing demeanor, that she found herself in real trouble. Having tracked her target to a town on Reskaea's border, she found herself caught between two opposing forces: Faeyeran invaders and the Dawn Brigade. A temporary alliance formed between the wyvern rider and the brigade, and together they fought back that advancing enemy. Until, that is, a well timed arrow injured the flying rider and she fell from the sky.

Waking up, Sana found herself lying in the middle of the brigade's camp, bandages wound around a healing injury. Sana promised herself she would only stay as long as her wounds took to heal, yet in that time what the rider saw of the brigade made her reconsider her options. They were good people, intent on helping, and when an offer was made to become a permanent addition to their team, she said yes.

Sana owes her skill with an axe to her mother and grandmother's tutoring, as well as the additional help of a few souls who spent some time taming wyverns at her home. She knows how to angle the axe just so for maximum affect, how to set her short axe spinning in such a way that it will bury itself blade first in her target, and how to hold a lance so that it doesn't hurt Revya. Most importantly, Sana was taught how to use her wyvern's skills to her advantage.

Like most wyvern riders, Sana's talents lie in strength, defense, and movement. Atop her wyvern's back she may soar swiftly over battlefields, only vulnerable to long-ranged projectiles aimed her way. In situations where archers are abundant she must retreat, or stay well out of range. Mages too, she must watch for, being especially vulnerable to wind magic. Her ability to fly over terrain otherwise impassable makes Sana an ideal scout, and allows her to pass on important information on enemies' numbers and position before riding into battle.

Though she prefers to battle from Revya's back, swinging her axe or lance, Sana is able to hold her own when standing on her two feet. Her strength and high defense let her take more damage than lighter units, yet even so, she finds herself preferring the height advantage of a dragon. She favours sweeping attacks from the sky, where her weapons, speed, and Revya's talons may pierce through her attackers.