Member of a dying order, this Druid is shrouded in mystery. Her eyes distant like the desert moon; she coldly gazes into the unforeseen without a single doubt in mind.
Like the winds of the desert night, Sariyah is a cold person; bitter and stinging are only but a few words that best describe the way she speaks. Even if she is wrong and proven wrong, she is the type that will still bite back. She is harsh and believes in the authority of the strong. What little compassion she holds if often locked up deep within her, never spoken off or even shown on her face. To her, this world inherently doesn’t make sense and those that try to make sense of it are doomed to be driven into the depths of madness. In short, she is a cynical bitch who is easily irritated by those with high moral values or low initiative.
A Nature mage in the Circle of Druids, she is both powerful and ruthless. Her Domain lies within the power of sand; able to manipulate and create the form of this shapeless element.
For instance, she can form an armour type disguise from hardened sand where not only is she protected but also able to take the appearance of someone else. Though durable, the disguise is made apparent when cracked by a strong force or noticing that the eyes of said Ally are Magenta.
Weaknesses/Disadvantages: Sariyah tends to play things close to the chest. Her type of personality and logic will most likely endanger those around her or get friends killed. She suffers from tunnel vision, her goal is the only thing that matters. More often than not, this makes her a lousy team player; which has left this woman to rely on no one but herself. And aside from all of these personal quirks, her magic is also easily ruined by water –Sometimes even trivial amounts of it.
Though it took her a while to be registered as an Anastorian, she originally hails from the Barrens- Sous’Chorden to be precise, or “The Spine of Corbele” where magic and technology is ultimately unified by one thing alone -Greed. Had she found herself sold to someone other than the Druids of her Era, Sariyah would have lived her life in the unforgiving desert; something that she wishes to thank her father for, despite his sole intention on making a profit out of her. For now, she walks among the cities of the land; fulfilling the various contracts her order wishes to accomplish-Be it from obtaining certain poisons or using said poisons on a particular target.