ETA ::Profile (Sakshi)

Sakshi's story began in the swamplands of her people, the Yuan-ti. A race of snake-people, the Yuan-ti revered the goddess Szumissia, The Lady of Endless Coils, and Sakshi was the only daughter of her tribe's High Oracle, a woman named Nitshayi. As a child Sakshi learned to dance and sing in honor of her Goddess and soon out shined all others during both practice and ceremony. When foreigners were granted an audience with her people's Chief, Sakshi was always chosen to perform. These infrequent occurrences kindled a fascination with the outside world in her young mind, though it would be many years before she would venture from her homeland. As she grew she blossomed into a peerless beauty, and whispers grew that she would be wed to either the Chief or his eldest son. Yet this was not to be, as her life changed forever on her 15th year. In preparation for the Great Feast of Summer her mother was given a revelation - the Lady demanded a sacrifice, to be received by the monstrous serpent Ssalkis which lurked in the swampy waters adjacent to their Goddess' temple. Not an unusual request, yet on this occasion it filled Nitshayi with dread unlike any she had previously known. Szumissia's requested offering was her own daughter, Sakshi, for the Lady herself had taken notice of the girl's growing beauty and coveted it for herself.

Sakshi would have met this fate with a joyous heart, for there was no greater honor among Yuan-ti than to become one with her Goddess. But her mother could not accept this, and pleaded with her Goddess through endless hours of prayer and meditation for mercy on her daughter. Yet Szumissia refused to answer, and the ceremony drew near. Finding the Goddess to be unresponsive towards her grief, Nitshayi arranged for her daughter to be smuggled away from their homeland on the eve of the Feast. She was sent away with such haste that she was unable to take any of her belongings, though her mother bestowed a beautiful lyre upon her in parting before ushering her into the merchant's wagon. Sakshi watched as her mother slowly faded from view while the wagon was drawn away, then ducked fully beneath a blanket to hide as she was instructed. Fate was kind to her that day, for the merchant left without suspicion. As she laid there in the darkness, scared and alone, she focused on her mother's parting words:

"Our Lady will not receive you yet, Sakshi. You will live free and taste all that this world has to offer. Now go, child, and never return to this place!"

And so, for the first time Sakshi traveled beyond Yaun-ti territory. The world seemed impossibly vast and confusing to her, filled with such a variety of people which she had never seen before. She stared in wonder at the impossible heights of mountains in the distance and the unusual architecture of human settlements. The merchant, having no desire to take her further than necessary, finally bid get good parting while passing through the small village of Lhem. When she meekly entered the local inn and asked for a room she was refused, for she had not even a single coin to offer in payment. She left in shame and on the verge of despair, and turned to her lyre for comfort. Closing her eyes, Sakshi 's thoughts drifted to her mother and her homeland, and began to play one of the oldest songs her mother had taught her. Emotions which she had been holding back suddenly surged forth through her music, her fingers working the delicate strings of the lyre as if in a trance.

She cannot remember how long she played that day, but eventually she struck a final note and lowered her lyre, opening her eyes. To her surprise, she found that a crowd had gathered and a scattering of gold and silver coins had been placed down before her. The appreciative sound of clapping hands and encouraging words lifted her spirits as much as the song and she offered her thanks to the few people that lingered. Wiping a few tears from her eyes, Sakshi regarded her lyre with newfound appreciation, realizing that she would be able to survive in this world after all thanks to her mother's parting gift. When she turned to return to the inn she found that the innkeeper had been listening as well, and a room was offered free of charge. Luck, it seemed, had finally turned in her favor.

It did not take long for Sakshi to become a minor celebrity in the quaint town - the innkeeper provided her with comfortable lodgings in return for her services each night entertaining his patrons. Her audience seemed to grow with each performance as rumors of her talents spread throughout the countryside. While this was great fun for a time and provided her with an opportunity to further hone her skills, young Sakshi eventually found herself desiring to move on. Tales of travelers passing through the town filled her with excitement and curiosity - the world seemed so vast and full of possibilities! She resolved herself to leave the town not long after a year had passed. The innkeeper, however, was less than understanding when she shared the news of her impending departure. His business was booming like never before and he owed it all to his star attraction. In fact, having become enraptured by her performances, he asked - or rather insisted - that she become his bride! But Sakshi knew that she would never be happy with such a life, her heart so filled with wanderlust. She demanded all of the payment she was owed and would be on her way. When the greedy man refused and turned towards force, she proved herself to be more than just a pretty face. Her mother had taught her how to defend herself in a pinch, and the larger man soon found himself on his back with a dagger held to his neck. He even got a long look at the ominous darkness beyond her pearly white teeth as she nearly ate the man for his foolishness. But Sakshi showed restraint, and instead gathered up her belongings and quickly made her way out. As she walked away from the inn, the humbled innkeeper called to her from the doorway. He promised to double, then triple her pay. In desperation he even begged to at least be her meal, if she would not stay. His words were ignored. She had not forgotten the kindness he had initially shown her, and would not send him to her stomach on this day.

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In the six years that passed since leaving Lhem, Sakshi has grown into a confident and competent woman. She has visited the kingdoms of elves and men, meeting such an interesting variety of traveling companions along the way. She knows that as long as she can find an audience she will never go without food or shelter. People began referring to her as a bard and so that is what she considers herself to be. She dabbles in a bit of everything, including sorcery and swordplay, though her greatest talent remains her ability to captivate and inspire others with her silver tongue and enchanting performances. In many ways foreign cultures continue to confuse her, but she never lost her fascination with new and exciting things. Given to moments of impulsiveness, Sakshi delights in sampling all the world's delights - try everything is her mindset, extending to her tastes in art and employment, lovers and meals (of which she has a troublesome habit of commingling).

Sakshi prefers to travel light, forgoing even the usual traveler's pack for only what she's able to easily carry on her person. This taste extends to her clothing - her dancer's bedleh is woven from precious silk, allowing her absolute freedom of movement. A simple chain shirt and buckler are prefered for the road, where there is a risk of encountering bandits or worse. She is adorned with an abundance of bangles, bracelets and charms of various precious metals. Patches of muted charcoal scales stand our against her green tinged skin, the most visible sign of her serpentine heritage. The ends of her ears are also pointed, though not as elongated as an elf's, and decorated with an ever changing variety of piercings. She is a tall woman, standing several inches above her people's average height at 5'11, and possesses an idealized physique for a dancer - a well defined waist, moderately large bust, and a generous curve to her hips. Her face is stunningly exotic thanks to large eyes of captivating jade, full eyebrows and a slim, sharp nose. She favors a bun and braids for her lustrously thick black hair, its length extending to her butt when freed. Yet, beautiful as she is, there is a magnetism about Sakshi that extends beyond her physical appearance. Her training in performance compliments the natural grace of her people, filling her simplest movements with fluid elegance akin to the elves. She knows exactly how to use her body to get what she wants out of people. And then there is her voice - melodic and silky even during casual conversation, and breathlessly captivating when she sings.

Word of her performances has often spread ahead of the bard, and she has more than once been requested by special invitation to perform for those with wealth and an appetite for the arts. She is constantly adding music of the common tongue to compliment the Yuan-ti songs of her youth. Her mother's lyre remains her most treasured possession, her skill with its 41 strings undeniable, but she is fascinated with music and instruments of all variety. She still dances in the traditional style of the temple, using her trim belly, full bottom and long legs to great effect. Her performances often leave her stripped of her bedleh, as she is happy to share the full beauty with which her Goddess endowed her for an appreciative audience. This practice has been frowned upon by her fellow bards, but lets face it. They're simply jealous!

As a Yuan-ti, Sakshi is gifted in many ways. Her people are blessed with strength, agility and a hearty constitution that puts humankind to shame. Her serpentine eyes are capable of piercing the darkness with natural ease, and she produces venomous saliva that can render a victim as weak as a child. A favored hunting trick she was taught is to coat her weapons in this venom. She is even able to assume the form of a large green snake on a whim; a useful performance trick indeed! The greatest of Sakshi's natural gifts, however, is the seductive charm with which their goddess has blessed her people. All Yuan-ti are naturally charismatic, but this has manifested in Sakshi beyond even their typical standards.

Being PredBeing Prey	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike	Switch!
Soft Vore	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Hard Vore	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Digestion	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Fatality	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Reforming	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike	Not in scene.
Endo	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Oral Vore	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Unbirthing	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Soul Vore	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Stretchy	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Realistic	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Rough	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Gentle	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Sex	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Transformation	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike	Not object transformation.
Scat	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Disposal	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Watersports	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Bondage	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Magic	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Willing	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Unwilling	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Micro/Macro	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Same Size	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Male Partner	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Female Partner	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Herm Partner	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Human Partner	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Demi Partner	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Fur Partner	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Verbose Posts	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Quick Posts	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Vore game	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike
Whisper	Always/Love	+ -- + --	Never/Dislike

Sakshi

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