Age: 19 in appearance

Height: 5'3"

Weight: 110 lbs.

Eyes: Emerald green

Hair: Raven black waist length

Abilities: Telekenisis, changing her form to that of a small dragon and wolf as well as changing into vapor and vanishing from sight.

Weapons: Her weapon is her sword, given to her by her mother when she was young. The sword may only be handled by her, if anyone else were to wield it they woud be cast to stone til she removed the curse. She is an expert with her sword and dagger, as well as hand to hand combat.

Demeanor: She shows no fear when battling and believes: "Two may enter, One will leave" Although she trys to be diplomatic in most situations, there are times she must defend herself through brute force.

Sariah, bows and lowers herself to her knees before the statue of Lady Kryn. With an open mind and heart she prays feverntly to her, as her thoughts drift back to her birth parents and the day the great illness took them from her. She was but only 13 years of age, praying to Kryn was a part of her Life. She spent the next few years patiently waiting for an answer, wandering along the shores of Tyrans Cove.

Until the fateful day when she met the Lord of the Land: Shaitan, himself. Normally, this girl would have been terrified, but she felt more at ease in his presence then ever before in her life. He took her into Manor, and soon adopted her, raising her in his image. Ensuring she had the very best tutors and instructors, she soon learned the ways of combat and majik.

In time, she grew into a breath taking beauty with brilliant emerald eyes, long flowing raven tresses and a smile that could light up any room she entered. She became Shaitan's pride and joy. When she became of age, Shaitan embraced her with love. She became a vampire princess. She is the future of the Land of Tyrans Cove...

† Bound by Honor~Bound by Blood †

As time passed, she became more devoted to the land she served. Her days full of studies of majik and conmbat by the finest knights and mages in the land. In time she grew into a very enchanting young lady. Her presence could light up rooms, her beauty was un surpassed by many. She offers most a warm smile from pristine features.

One eve, while visting the Vampire pub. Her gaze befell a man named Valor Dracul. It was love at first sight for her. A love unmatched to anything she had ever known. She had met the man she could not live with out. It was if they had known each other all there lives. Time passed by and he was welcomed in to Manor by her father. Taking position of Guardian of the Manor as well as her life.

Just when they had finally found each other, the princess was stolen from his grasp by a black dragon . Her father immediately sent forth a search party. This party consisted of the elders of the land as well as her beloved, her dark prince Valor Dracul.

The princess lay in a deep slumber, visions of a past she had not known haunted her. While she remained helpless to the dragon, she dreamed only of Valor from days long past . Soon the two were reunited again , The valiant knights defeated the dragon, slaying the horrid beast with Dragons Bane. though the dragon was dead, the princess would not arouse from her slumber. The dragon had placed a spell upon her, a spell that could only be broken by one who loved her the most, the one who had claimed her heart. That man was Valor. He laid her down carefully upon his cloak , and kissed her with all the love he had with in his being.

With in a few moments the princess awoke, in the arms of her beloved dark prince. And so their story continues...