Species/Race (human, furry type, robot, alien, etc.): Siren
Weight: 120 lbs
Build: Hour-glass figure, small hands and feet, upturned nose, shapely legs, very curvy, long flowing silver hair
Fur (hair, feather, scale, or skin) Color(s): Skin color, light bluegreen
Eye Color(s): sparkling emerald eyes
Clothing (armor): Bodice made of pale green scallop shells tied behind her with strengthened seaweed; loin cloth made of two pieces of gauzy fabric, royal blue with specks of gold, calf length, one piece in front, the other behind, with a gold cord at the waist.
Accessories (weapons, jewelry, tools, magic items, vehicles, etc.): Dagger w/sheath at her waist, dainty gold bracelets and gold anklets
Abilities/Skills & Power Level: In addition to her own language, can instantly speak language of people around her; can charm those she sings to within 30 feet even if angry, but her voice can also be used skillfully for employment, her voice being as that of an angel; once a day may create a cloud of fog, charm song, polymorph herself, and turn invisible; a touch on a body can turn their intelligence into a baby's for a short time but can restore it at any time.
Special Effects (if any): Breathes water and air; can see up to 120 feet clearly in the dark; highly resistant to poison and gasses.
A brief and character revealing answer to the question, “What is your ambition?”:
My name is Safira. I am a siren by birthright, forced to be a minstrel when kidnapped by a ruthless man who heard me singing while traveling with my mother and sisters. He would beat me, then offer me to innkeepers for coin, often leaving me only enough to feed myself with scraps behind a tavern. My escape from him was long thought out but not well enough to keep him from rousing pursuers. I travel to return to my loved ones, always looking over my shoulder.