Name: Iara Tavares Silva (Ya-rah)
Alias/Nickname: Ya-Ya
Age:22
Gender: female
Species: Human
Affiliation/Rank: White Witch/Sorcerer
Gifts: Witch who works thru spells....from a grimoire or spell book, and thru herbal potions(sort of like the witches in Practical Magic)....Depending on the spell, she can throw up wards of protection, fight off/protect from attacks by other witches or supernatural creatures within her abilities. She can use blood magic, runes and the like, to protect/ward as well....,Aquamancy.

Note on the Aquamancy--I created Iara with affinity for water, and used like a pyro would use fire..like waves, undertows, storms, rain....heck, maybe flood an apartment by blowing pipes.




Appearance: Iara is a little thing, 5' 1" and slim, blessed with the Brazilian good looks of her father and the delicate stature of her Italian mother. At a small 115lbs, she is curvy and blessed with long legs which she shows off not to entice, but because she spends more time in and around the water rather than anywhere else. Iara is fond of shorts and camisoles, or the native sarong and bikini top when out and about, looking often like she has just stepped off the beach to join the rest of the world for just a moment before the sea works it's siren call again. Thick dark hair in playful waves hangs to her thighs and her eyes are a soft brown.

Iara always wears one anklet, one bracelet of shells and silver, both charged. She uses a branch of coral about 9 inches long as her wand, and a driftwood staff inlaid with shells and crystals.



Personality: Iara is one of those people who listens when others talk, and often has wise council beyond her few years. Bright and bubbly, she loves being around others, parties and any get together, but is at her happiest by the ocean. Playful and ready for adventure, Iara can often be pulled into any type of task and will go out of her way to help others in any way possible. One thing she is very serious about is her magic though, and while she will use it to help individuals, she makes sure it will not be misused and has no tolerance for lying in any form.

Merits: Friendly, Trusting, Helpful
Flaws: Can be too trusting in personal matters, when angry she gets VERY angry and it causes control issues, hates anything that abuses the creatures that walk the earth

IV History: In the legends of the Brazilian Tupi people, Iara was a water goddess or siren, and when she was born, her mother picked the name for her daughter with hopes she would aspire to greatness. Depending on how you look at it, Iara followed her grandmother's ways, becoming a witch instead of the lawyer her parents were and wanted her to be.

Raised on the Mainland in California, Iara ran the beaches and inlets of the coast with her granny, learning all there was about the sea, the things that lived there, and the ways of a witch. Passing on her extensive knowledge of spells, plants and potions, Iara's grandmother did all she could to prepare her for anything she would come up against, and taught her how to protect herself and those she cared about from the forces of black magic.

There was one hitch in her grandmother's plan though, a vampire. Near death, he wandered into Iara's path when she was exploring tidal pools before dawn, Thorer, big and blonde and near true death, a fight with another vampire bringing him to the beach for a sunrise. The little girl, all of 9 and coming into her power found him, gifting him with her blood in the innocence of one who revered life. Iara received a gift in return, a few drops of his blood and the touch of him always, like a guardian. He would come here and there, like a phantom in the night, bypassing wards that Iara protected him from and walking the beaches as she shared her lessons and her day. Never touched again, his favor kept dark forces that walked the night at bay and as her power grew, Thorer grew more and more fascinated with the fae little creature, amusing her with fangs and his abilities. But when her grandmother died when Iara was 17, Iara was lost for a while, and fled to the sea, where she spent hours walking the beaches or staring into the waves that pounded the shores. Thorer did his best to pull her out of the fugue, but even he could not penetrate the wall of grief that Iara had built.

Her father tried to bring her out of her funk when he took a job in Hawaii..for a major firm that hired his wife as well, hoping that his daughter would finally get serious about school and her future. Iara found the coast of Hawaii a siren song, a home where she was at last happy and spent every waking moment she could wandering the beaches and tropical forests in wonder. Coming across a local brujah who knew the plants in the old ways, Iara began to learn how to use local plants just as she did under her grandmother. She wondered about her vampire...but once in awhile feeling his touch and knowing that he would never truly be gone from her life.

Forgotten was school, and such. She knew her path didn't lead in that direction, so her parents finally threw up their hands, called it a phase, and bought her a house near the beach, hoping she would finally come to her senses if the reality of not living wealthy sank in. But it didn't, and now Iara wanders the beaches like a sea sprite, and helps all who come to her with her grandmothers grimoire, and her own now, by her side.