Name: Saya (SAH-yah) Goldwing
Species: Elf
Age: About 70
Gender: Female
Good, Evil, Neutral?: Neutral-can be subject to change
Appearance: Saya:
Sankumo:
History: Saya can't remember much of her life; the only truly clear thing is finding Sankumo as a cub and on from there. That was around three years ago. From that time, she chose her own name: Saya because that was the first thing she remembered saying, and Goldwing, because that was the first thing she saw: an eagle's wing as it was lit by sunset.
Powers: Saya is good at archery and silent assassination. She has knowledge of healing herbs, and Sankumo is often at her side, protecting her.
Personality: Distant from most, her ethics are nonexistent. She does what she does to survive. The only thing she truly cares for is Sankumo.
Sample RP post: Saya watched the sun rise. She rose from her sitting position, brushing some dirt off of her skirt and legs. Sankumo rose too, without a signal. Saya gathered her quiver and her bow, intending to continue on her great unknown path.
She and Sankumo walked for quite awhile, not stopping at all until midday. Saya spotted a deer. Silently stringing an arrow on her bow, she shot it, as Sankumo tackled it down and slashed its neck. Flawless teamwork. Saya skinned the beast, and cut it in half with her dagger. As she cut it into strips and began coking them over a fire she had made, a stranger had come up to her.
"So, my little elf," he said. "Where have you been?"
