Sarah - Chaser of Stars

"Freedom is the kiss of life."

## History

"For the ones always moving forward... a daughter of Desna won't often dwell on the past for too long, as the path into the future is far more interesting."

Being born from a family of moderate Nobility, Sarah spent her childhood hidden away in a stone tower with only music for her company, the celestial blood that flowed within her had resulted in her aging slower than most, and thus well outliving most of her family in much better health than they.

Knowing that her childish appearance would draw the wrong sorts of attention, and that her longer age would put her in the eyes of a few of the fiendish personalities, her family had kept her as a secret to prevent anyone from harbinging wicked desires for her, and her body.

Eventually, as the first generation passed, and she lived amongst the second generation, she started to serve more practical roles, acting as a nanny and a guide, although she would often pretend she were some form of outsider to them despite her actual identity of their aunt to prevent confusion. It was in her sixth decade when she finally started to have interactions with outsiders.

One day, on a visit to her family, she saw a man in knightly armor, and she felt something strange, a tightness in her chest and a racing in her heart. For the first outsider she had ever seen, he carried a certain... beauty to him that made her unbearably shy. Unable to follow through with her usual eloquence, she hid away, watching from a distance.

This man was strong, fighting with the current master of the house and winning against him in a duel, gracious in his victory, he had been kind in his treatment of her nephew, something which she could only be thankful for. Yet... she couldn't muster the strength to talk to him.

Over the course of a few years, this man would often come by and visit the home, and every year that passed, Sarah felt her crush grow in strength and power. Wishing to be with the man with a sense of desperation and clinging to the pillars like a ghost. Forever too shy to share a proper conversation with him.

Eventually a year came, and the man brought a woman there. Holding her hand closely with a certain charm and innocence, that even someone naive to the world like she couldn't mistake what it was - her books had told her much of the world around her in sometimes... overly illustrated ways.

It was painful. To have her first crush taken in this way, yet... when it came to it, she didn't mind by much. She simply accepted it. After all, there's nobody who'd pick someone as strange as she, and she'd long since accepted a life of loneliness.

Years passed, and their two families grew closer, the family lines growing as Sarah would often care for the children of both whenever it was appropriate, caring for them, raising them with love and affection, until one day a slightly strange event occurred.

Harkening back to a duel a long time ago, a joking promise had been made that one of the daughters of the nightstar house would be wed to the house of the other, to the first son of that house. A promise that Sarah had paid no attention to, but would come back in a strange fashion.

One of the children, a young boy at the time had looked up towards her, and then whilst playing had said he'd be the one to marry her and make her happy.

Well. She'd be damned if she were a cradle robber like this, and she was in no way going to marry a child. So she simply laughed it away and poked his nose, saying that he was far too young to even court her. Much less marry her.

Years would pass, this child growing into his teens, and always, whenever he was near, Sarah would find herself strangely entranced with him, she never considered another advance from him, nor considered him romantically, at least until she saw him in training.

The sheer focus, determination and willpower they had, as well as the display of prodigal talent for tactics left her watching him from her tower whenever he came by, just to see what he'd try that day and if he'd impress her in some new way for his ingeniousness.

One day, after one his victories in battle, Sarah realized that she was... absolutely a hopeless woman. Even were the man to be thirty years old, she'd still have the mentality of a child, a shy child waiting by a pillar hoping he'd be the one to talk to her. It was at this moment that she realized that she was the one who'd never grown up.

At this time, she made a decision. It was time for her to leave the safety of her tower, and head out into the unknown. With her books in hand, and a number of gold pieces, she joined with a group of wanderers from the church of Desna, ones who would bring her far from her home, and in her journeys with she'd learn a great number of things.

## Appearance

 Sarah stand at 5'11'', her unusual height accentuated by a curvey figure and pale skin, her black hair long and trailing past her often contained in intricate braids. She has startling green eyes that are as beautiful and hypnotic like brilliant emeralds, on her back she often carries a bandolier of star knives as part of her style of dress. Her dress made by a masterful desnan craftsman often appears to be black in coloration, but will seem to catch fire or appear like a butterfly's wings when dancing, adding a strange beauty to her movements.

## Personality

Sarah is a cheerful woman who looks for the best in most situations, but having traveled in a mixture of various societies and peoples has gotten slightly jaded over time and is not above manipulating a situation - or others to her favor, having shed her earlier shyness in favor of a bravery to go beyond the known and explore that with which she is unfamiliar.

## Loves

Petrichor for the path washed by the rain.

Her fiance although he's yet to know it. And if she'll ever say it to them.

Dancing in the rain and thunder, when the lightning cuts the sky like a knife, and the rain falls like heaven's purge upon the ground.

## Fears

Finding her fiance again and being treated coldly by them.

Waking up to find a world swept by fire without anything to grow from the ashes.

Being thought childish.

## Hobbies

Dancing is Sarah's primary hobby and her favorite joy in life, but she enjoys the consumption of tea, and other various things that she might learn from the culture of a place. There's always a hunger to learn more in life from her heart which will be why she'll wander the world for as long as she can.

## Family

Having been away for well over a dozen years, Sarah can't answer as to the condition of her family, whether they are living or not, as her journeys have taken her through places where letters can't easily travel to and fro.

## Friends

Laya and Llal, two cutie bunny girls!

Gerrard the wanderer, a human male and mentor who travels over the continent

Yslanna the watcher, a tiefling female and traveling companion through some years who she lost contact with in the south.

Stryeexe the free, a catfolk miqo'tai who serves as Sarah's personal accountant and head of operations for the wings of Freedom

## Aspirations

To have someone think of her as having matured into a proper woman.

To find her fiance again and flick him on the nose like the good old times.

To create a well known name and enterprise under her personal ownership