
saltwater siren, freshwater gypsy
Race: Au Ra
Age: is age really a number or the memories we create (younger than yo mamma)
Gender: Fem
Pronouns: she/her
Orientation: straight
Role: court who travels A LOT
Position: Submissive
NSFW/SFW Roleplay: BothRP writing style:
3rd pov for ic
semi literateIC relationship status: single
RP status: open
Main job: SMN
Race: Au Ra - Raen (aquatic)
Home world: Zalera
Fave content: Treasure maps and chilling on the beach
Positions held: FC member
Zahara is from, well, the sea and still pretty new to the world of Eorzea. She got kicked from her tribe in the tropical jungle swampy area so came to shore to find her own path. She thinks she'll make the coastal city of Limsa her permanent home.
Scheduling
Availability: during rare occasions she graces us with her salty seance
(weekdays late nights/early morning)Court at Midnight Horizon :
Sundays 9pm-12am EST
Diabolos-Mist-w27-p47
Midnight Horizon Carrd
Pricing
Off Hour Rates!
SFW: 300k/hourly
Rent a GF experience: 400k/hr
NSFW: 600k /hourly
BDSM: Nsfw rate plus 100kOn Shift Rate!
NSFW/SFW: 500k/hr
Looking for: someone to chill with her and hold her back from very bad decisions
Preferred Partner: Male, Doms, Pleasure Daddy Doms, Service Doms... basically breed her and tell her good job.
Non-Negotiables: crossing irl lines
Kinks: breeding, light bdsm, power play, aftercare, edging, exhibitionism
Limits: unbirth, scat, vore, gore, water sports, knife/blood play
kink sheet
kink list
bdsm test
f-list
raiding links (N/A)wifi/moon magic:
LL: 53V8HYFLN9
Snow: YVBEWN78
Psync: M95E2N4BTU
OOC info
Time zone: PST
Discord: sabrileo_
Dms open
~Active hours vary but usually online daily
~I'm also sometimes slow to reply to new requests. It's not you, It's my ADHD.
Please allow 24 hours for me to respond before sending another message, because I have a squirrel's attention span and will get distracted or forgetful or accidentally clear the notification as 'read' already.
DISCLAIMER:
I know the difference between fantasy and reality, do you?
This character is NOT to be taken as an extension of me as the player. It is NOT a direct reflection of me.
Don't fall in love with a char on you screen! You will be sorely disappointed and rejected (probably Blocked too)
~If for any reason I'm unavailable (or you), I will do my best to let you know prior to scheduled event/session, depending on RL situations and please don't hesitate to reach out as well.
We are all adults and fully understand things IRL pop up and ALWAYS take priority first & foremost. I'll never haggle you about that, but know you are more than welcome to raincheck E/RP plans whenever you feel comfortable reaching back out.
It's literally a video game at the end of the day. Don't put off IRL for it.
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Lore Bio Info
Born of the sea and shaped by its shifting moods, Zahara Amour hails from a remote aquatic tribe whose culture prized unity above all else—every member had a role, every bond was sacred, and every rule was meant to preserve the tribe’s survival in harsh waters.
Zahara grew up on the move, navigating reef mazes, kelp forests, and deep tide-channels like second nature. She was raised deep within the Verdant Tangle, a swamp-jungle bordering warm coastal waters where sirens lived among tangled mangroves, sunken ruins, and vast lagoons. Her tribe was vibrant, emotional, expressive—and they wielded their voices freely. Siren-song was used for hunting, courting, warding off predators, even playful mischief.But Zahara was always… different.
And she despised it.She questioned tradition, broke formation during hunts, wandered too far…In a community that feared change, her curiosity was seen as a threat. Where other sirens delighted in luring travelers or toying with sailors, Zahara felt revulsion. It felt cruel, manipulative, and monstrous. Her voice, particularly potent, made her the pride of the tribe—yet she rejected it at every turn. One misstep—whether it was saving a stranded fisherman, voicing a dissenting opinion during a council, or simply wandering too close to land—was enough.As she grew, she refused the tribe’s customs:
She wouldn’t join the hunting choirs.
She wouldn’t practice hypnotic harmonies.
She warned outsiders instead of luring them.When she used her voice to guide a lost ship safely out of the swamp’s labyrinth, the tribe declared her a traitor to their nature. Not in anger, but with disappointment. She wasn’t one of them.So they cast her out with a blessing and a warning:
“If you reject the swamp, then walk the land and find what you desire.” they stated with cold finality.So she rose to the waves alone. Zahara followed the coast, where her voice had no true power over seasoned sailors—and where she felt she could finally be more than her song.For the first time, Zahara felt the sun fully on her face, tasted salt air instead of saltwater, and discovered a world of color and chaos she’d only glimpsed from below. Drawn by the distant bustle and shimmering coastline, she followed the ship lights until she reached Limsa Lominsa.On land, everything is new to her—fire, metal, clothes, crowds, alcohol, dancing, markets, warmth. But Limsa… Limsa feels right. A city of sailors, adventurers, pirates, and misfits who reinvent themselves every day. A place where no one cares who you used to be—only who you’re becoming.Zahara has decided that this coastal city will be her permanent home, a place to build her own identity and choose her own destiny. She still carries the sea in her blood, and the loneliness of exile sometimes pulls at her heart, but she’s learning what it means to belong on her own terms.Yet, in Zahara’s swamp-jungle tribe, sirens celebrated an annual ritual called the Moon of Plenty—a seductive choral ceremony meant to lure abundant prey into the mangroves, sustaining the tribe for a year. It was part of their natural cycle, neither cruel nor kind—simply instinct.
Every year when the ritual moon rose, her instincts ignited: a burning need to sing, a tightening in her chest, an ancient pull toward the shoreline. When she sang, swamp predators became frenzied, storms rose without warning, and ships ran aground. Entire caravels were lost without explanation.Zahara refused to sing, year after year. She bit her tongue, bound her mouth, hid deep in mangroves. Yet the compulsion always won. Her ritual song didn’t call prey. It called sailors.Ships wandering too close to the kelp fields would veer off course, drawn by her voice even when she fought to silence it. Entire crews would vanish beneath collapsing marshland ruins or deadly currents. Zahara could feel every death in her bones—like cold hands pulling her underwater.She begged her tribe to restrain her each year. They did only what they could fearing why she would turn against her own nature. But even the smallest hum slipped through bindings, and sailors paid the price.Zahara’s inherited purpose was… unnatural.
When she used her voice to save outsiders she was supposed to lure, the tribe believed the ritual forces had turned against them.They sent her away for her own safety… and theirs.Limsa Lominsa became her refuge. A place loud enough, busy enough, alive enough to drown her voice and break the ritual’s pull. She tries to hide her fear of the sea during that moon with her avoidance of docks, solely from her anxiety when the moon cycles.But every year, the ritual returns.
And she fears the moment when her voice slips out again.Because she knows exactly what happens to the innocent souls who hear it. Each year she fears the ritual moon, doing everything possible to stay silent, to stay inland, to avoid the sea that still calls her back with blood on its tide. But its only naturalAnd though she hides it, Zahara carries a crushing truth: Her nature wants to kill, even though her heart never could.And whether she becomes a healer, a fighter, a dancer, a mystic, or something entirely new—Zahara is determined to prove that being cast out with a curse, such as her voice and her very being fighting her, wasn’t the end of her story. It was the beginning.
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