Name:
Sari Guillemetta
Gender:
Female
Role:
Citizen - Baker/Blacksmith.
Age:
22
Species:
Tricier/Dragon Shifter.
Appearance (Or TH Link):
credits to Witchcrew on Picrew.
In her human form, Sari appears as a striking young woman of 22, standing 5'8" with a strong yet graceful presence. Her build is muscular, carved from years at the forge and in training, yet she retains a distinct hourglass figure—both battle-ready and feminine. Her tanned skin bears the mark of hardship: a lattice of harsh whip scars across her back, remnants of a past she does not speak of. These are usually hidden beneath her armor or clothing.
Her chocolate brown hair falls in soft waves, often pulled back or braided for practicality, and her eyes—dark brown with an unusual green ring—hold a feral, almost feline intensity. Their shape and subtle glow hint at something more than mortal. Her gaze is steady and hard to hold, as if she sees more than she lets on.
Sari dresses for utility and mobility. She prefers fitted leather or light chainmail that allows for movement, often reinforced around the torso and arms. Twin katanas rest across her back or hips—extensions of her will in combat. A set of throwing daggers and her proficiency in mounted fighting make her just as dangerous on horseback as she is on foot. Despite her role within the castle, there is no mistaking her for a mere servant. There is strength in her stance, purpose in her silence, and power humming just beneath the surface.
When Sari shifts into her true form, she becomes a breathtaking vision of primal grace and raw power. Towering at nearly 15 feet at the shoulder and stretching over 40 feet from the tip of her nose to the end of her tail, she is immense—larger than most dragons still seen in the fading legends of Exoria. Her body is sleek, almost serpentine, with an elegance honed for aerial speed and precision. Her scales shimmer with a pearlescent white sheen, catching ambient light in soft waves of silver, violet, and pale blue. In a land stripped of beauty, her radiance is both a marvel and a liability.
Lightning dances along her spine in flickering arcs, casting brief, ghostly light across the ground as she moves. Her claws are wide and padded, muffling the sound of her steps, but even this cannot conceal her in a cursed land where the skies are often choked with ash and suspicion. Her size alone makes stealth nearly impossible.
No clothing, armor, or weaponry survives the shift. The transformation is total and instantaneous, leaving whatever she wore behind—burned, shredded, or simply abandoned. An unexpected change forces her to traverse dangerous ground naked of both protection and disguise, in a world where magic is feared and hunted. Her very existence becomes a beacon, a symbol of hope to some… and a threat to many more.
Though her bearing often betrays nobility, Sari dresses modestly when performing her duties within the castle. Her servant attire is a practical blend of muted tones—deep forest greens, warm browns, and charcoal greys—colors that hide soot, flour, and ash equally well. The material is sturdy but well-fitted, cinched at the waist to accommodate her hourglass shape and to keep loose fabric from catching fire in the kitchens or the forge.
A sleeveless leather bodice or laced jerkin often covers a long-sleeved linen shirt, the sleeves rolled to the elbow when working. Her trousers are reinforced and tucked into worn leather boots—clearly the kind used by stablehands and smiths, not noblemaids. A thick leather apron is usually draped over her front when she’s assisting with the forge, though she swaps it for a flour-streaked wrap apron in the kitchens.
Even when dressed plainly, there’s something unmistakable about her: the firm line of her shoulders, the silent confidence in how she moves. Her chocolate-brown hair is often braided down her back or wound into a bun to stay clear of sparks and steam. A simple scarf or cloth occasionally hides her eyes when needed, especially if they begin to reflect too much light.
Few look closely enough to notice the cat-like sharpness in her eyes—or the faint whiff of ozone that seems to linger after her departure. Fewer still suspect the truth: that beneath the servant's garb walks something ancient, watching, waiting.
Personality:
Sari is a quiet storm—calm on the surface, but fiercely resolute underneath. In public, she presents herself with courtesy and restraint, respectful of rank and unassuming in demeanor. Yet behind closed doors, her true nature emerges. She is opinionated, sharp-witted, and unafraid to speak her mind to those she trusts. She values truth, even when it stings, and believes in standing firm for what she knows to be right—even if it means clashing with authority.
A natural helper, Sari will go out of her way to support others, whether it’s lifting heavy tools in the smithy, tending the wounded, or offering a warm meal to a hungry stranger. She rarely asks for anything in return and struggles to accept help, bearing burdens silently until they nearly break her. Pride and fear of vulnerability keep her silent, even when her heart is breaking.
Her sense of humor is dry and often unexpected, and though she has few close friends, those she lets in find her fiercely loyal, protectively warm, and deeply empathetic. She often reads others well, though she sometimes misreads her own emotions, especially when it comes to love and trust.
Sari does not follow rules for their own sake. She obeys the law only when it aligns with what she believes is right, and in a cursed land like Exoria, that rarely happens. She has little patience for rigid hierarchies or punishment without cause, and she often challenges authority when she sees injustice being done. Her morality is grounded in compassion and instinct, not tradition.
Sari is not one to fall easily. Her past has taught her that trust is earned, not given freely, and her fear of being hurt—or worse, hurting someone she loves—makes her cautious in matters of the heart. But once someone breaks through her emotional defenses, they will find themselves cherished with unwavering loyalty and fierce devotion.
Despite her guarded nature, Sari longs for someone who sees her—not the noble blood, the servant's clothes, or the dragon beneath. She is drawn to partners who are steady, emotionally honest, and not intimidated by her strength. She respects vulnerability in others, even if she struggles to show it herself
She won’t admit it, but she does get jealous. Not out of distrust, but out of a deeply rooted fear of being replaced or abandoned. In love, she’s protective—sometimes to a fault—and may find it hard to let her partner fight their own battles.
Strengths:
1. Skilled Combatant
Whether on foot or horseback, Sari is a formidable fighter. Her dual katanas, paired with her training in mounted combat and keen reflexes, make her adaptable in both open battle and close-quarters skirmishes.
2. Master of Craft
Her background in blacksmithing and cooking gives her immense practical value. She can forge weapons, repair armor, and keep a group fed with resourceful creativity—vital in a world where supplies are scarce.
3. Innate Magical Power
Even without formal magical training, her dragon blood grants her an intuitive control over lightning and electricity. This power is both defensive and offensive, and it grows stronger with her emotional state.
4. Deep Empathy
Though she hides it, Sari feels deeply. She has a strong moral compass and will often fight for the vulnerable or voiceless. Her empathy allows her to connect with outcasts and those ignored by society.
5. Strategic Mind
Raised in a world of scarcity and danger, Sari is a quick thinker. She knows how to read people, assess situations, and find unconventional solutions in high-pressure moments.
Weaknesses:
1. Emotional Repression
Sari struggles to process and express her emotions, especially vulnerability. She keeps people at arm’s length to protect herself, but this can lead to loneliness and miscommunication.
2. Fear of Her Own Power
Her dragon form and lightning magic scare her more than she lets on. She holds herself back out of fear of losing control, sometimes even in moments where full strength is needed.
3. Reluctance to Accept Help
Her independence borders on self-destructive. She sees asking for help as a sign of weakness and will push herself past her limits rather than rely on others—even when it's dangerous.
4. Deep-Rooted Identity Conflict
Torn between being the daughter of nobility, a blacksmith’s girl, and a dragon, Sari has not yet reconciled who she truly is. This internal conflict can cause her to hesitate or second-guess herself in crucial moments.
5. Distrust of Authority
Because of her noble family’s abandonment and the corruption she’s seen in the upper classes, Sari is wary of leadership and reluctant to take orders without understanding the full context—sometimes putting her at odds with command structures.
Family(?):
Mother: Baker
Father: Blacksmith
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Friends(?):
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Rivals(?):
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Short background or any special details:
Born to nobility but stolen in the chaos of Exoria’s descent, Sari was presumed dead—another casualty of a crumbling world. In truth, she was found and raised in secret by a blacksmith and his baker wife, far from the courts that once whispered her name.
Now 22, she serves humbly within the castle walls, known as a skilled cook, a quiet helper, and an unlikely blacksmith’s hand. But beneath her skin hums ancient magic, and in her blood coils lightning. Her true form—a pearlescent white dragon of immense power—remains a secret even she struggles to control.
She’s no longer just a lost daughter or a servant in disguise. The curse corrupting Exoria stirs something deep within her, and soon, the world will remember the name it tried to forget.
Extra:
She carries a soft french accent and is a lover of music.
The scars on her human body match up on her shifted form. Her voice claim for singing is Teagan Earley.
*A song that matches her vibe mostly: https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=iupAZVwofpU&si=KsGQAXE4nv0Y9xBc*
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Special Abilities:
Each creature is unique, such as you, explorer. Your abilities will aid you on your journey. But choose wisely… Some abilities aren’t as appealing as they may seem, little one.
Traditional Tricier:
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Lightning breath that arcs in a wide cone, capable of stunning or searing enemies in its path.
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Extremely agile in the air with razor-fast reflexes, especially during storms or high winds.
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Can conduct and store electrical energy, but exposure to water in dragon form causes violent magical discharge and loss of control.
"I’ve learned to live with silence. What scares me is how much I’ve come to need it."
Please let me know if I need to add or change anything for her. I am going to work on a picture for her and may also work on another character.
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