Sabin Feardorcha

Name: Sabin Feardorcha

Age: 17

Bounty: none

Species: Human

Occupation: musician, businesswoman

Allegiance: Traveler, will take job on any ship

Home Village/Ocean: Red Line

Appearance:
The first thing one might notice about Sabin is her bright red hair, which is chopped off almost sloppishly, and barely reaches her jawline. Pure practicality is the cause for this, and Sabin tries to make it even more practical by pushing it behind her ears, even though at most days it cannot be tamed any further, and goes on to show this behind her ears, where it stands off her head wildly in a way that would be cool, if it was anywhere near intentional.
If one can divert their attention from her hair, they might also notice that she's got light skin, a bit on the pale side even, and some freckles over the bridge of her nose. Another remarkable feature would be her eyes, strikingly dark blue with a small brown spot in the left one, which would be considered extraordinary, if anyone could see them. But she insists on wearing dark shades over them, the kind a blind man would wear. Why she does this? She is, very nearly, blind, seeing her surroundings only in the form of blurry shades, in the best case, and never with any colour other than shades of gray. The shades make it even harder for her to see, naturally, but she's learned to depend on her hearing esepecially after having this sense pushed so much by the consumption of a certain fruit.
Even though she isn't completely blind, she still needs a blindman's stick to help her navigate her surroundings a bit, which she also happens to use as a weapon, should she have to. Despite having her makeshift weapon with her at all times, Sabin really doesn't look imposing. At all.
Apart from being 'blind', she also only reaches a height of 5'2'' and is naturally rather frail and weak in build, bringing with it a less than impressive bust or anything really, though she doesn't mind that much.

As for clothes, having almost no sight at all poses a small challenge for her when it comes to picking them out, though her hands have been trained to at least feel the quality. During her time away from home, she has adapted some sense of practicality as well, changing the long dresses she used to wear for a short, beige (though she can't tell the colour, it's just some shade of grey to her) skirt which barely reaches her knees. It sits loosely so it doesn't get in the way of her transformations. With it, she wears a dark green top with no arms, which is just as loose, especially around the shoulders and neck. Sabin's not one to accesorize, but she does like to wear a long, soft scarf (which she doesn't know is actually bright red) around her neck, wrapped around it a few times so that it forms a makeshift collar of sorts. As for shoes, she owns a pair of dark brown combat boots, comfortable and with steel toe caps, a present from her brother which he actually meant as a joke. He has no idea how useful she finds them.

Hybrid:
In hybrid form, Sabin becomes a bat human. Her fingers become much, much longer, and grow a semi transparent, leathery, brownish skin between them, which enables her to fly. In exchange, her arms are practically nonexistant, getting replaced by the wings and, logically, her new fingerbones, which end in claws, but tiny ones, with which she can hold on to surfaces. Her ears also grow quite a bit, peaking up visibly and becoming pointed. Aside from that, she also grows a bit of brownish red fur on the back of aforementioned ears, along the outlines of her face and around her neck.
The rest of her body very much stays the same, except her teeth, which are now sharper, especially the canines. She also gets very flexible claws on her feet, which enable her to grab things or clib walls.

Full bat:
In full bat form, Sabin becomes a bat with brownish red fur. This bat is, of course, bigger than any normal bat, though not actually big enough to carry more than one very small person, a child for example. In this form, Sabin can generate sound waves to see her surroundings perfectly, excluding colours. Her flight speed is very high, but it would be very ill advised to try and attack anyone physically.

History:
The Feardorchas are a well known family all around musicians and true fans of classical music, and also in all sorts of high class and noble circles. Even the government seems to take notice of them now and then, though less because of the music and more because of the political importance of the current head of family, Sullivan, Sabins father. The family, though not noble, had made a fortune over the cause of the last five generations by selling weapons to both government and revolutionaries, whoever would pay the price. By that, they became very influental, especially during the time of Sabins grandfather, Ferrer, who happened to be an excellent, intrigant and manipulative politician as well. Most of the higher ups were glad when he finally, only few years ago, died and left his large enterprise to his only son, Sullivan, who was, no other way to say it, a huge disappointment. He was snobby, arrogant, but also a dreamer and romantic, who spend his time writing books no one would buy and spending his grandfathers money. Most of the time, he was clay in the governments hands. Different story when it came to his wife: The world faous opera singer Lamya Labelle, sought after for her brilliant voice and talent, notable for her good looks and distinguished for her sweetness, was, in reality, a very ambitious woman, who, when hearing that the heir of the prestigious family was single, had given it her all to get him, and had succeeded. The only thing keeping the company out of trouble and in high respect after Ferrer died was her.

Aside from Sabin, they had two other children: Garnet, the oldest, who rebelled against her parents and joined the marine instead of taking over family business, and Dougal, who takes after his father in being generally useless. Sabin is the youngest daughter and, after the other two were such failures, has always been the one her mother put all her hopes in. Since she was three, Sabin had had ballet lessions, she started singing at age four, playing the piano and the violin at age six, cello and flute at age eight, and finally guitar at age ten. All that despite her sight deficit, and beside having strict private lessons in history, arts, mathematics, geography, economy, languages, literature, chemics and psychology. Today, she figures that is was possibly a lot, and that it was that much because her mother wanted to make sure that, in case she wouldn't take over the company, she would at least be able to become a great musician such as herself. Back then, it was normal to her, and if anything, her newly gained freedom seems strange. Still, at some point, she understood why Garnet would rather lead a life full of dangers than stay with her family, where she was little more than a trophy daughter and a way to keep the family in business.

For Sabin, it was a catastrophe when her grandfather Ferrer died. They had been very close, everything she knew about politics she had learned not from her teacher, who was a strict, unrelating woman, but from him, and as his favourite grandchild, she had always been able to count on his help and support even (or rather, especially) when it came to mischief.
Her father was as devastated as she was, but her mother saw the business behind it: With Ferrer gone, the future of the company looked dark, and her children would have to work hard to drag it out of the trouble her husband would, no doubt, cause it. But first, she'd have to work so that there'd be something left to save when they came off age.

For the next year after Ferrers death, things went normally, aside from Sabins schedule, which got even stricter and now, for reasons she did not understand, dropped ballet in favor of basic survival training (if by 'survival' one means 'being able to survive without a horde of servants') and took up fencing additionally. What she didn't know was that her mother had been planning her departure for a long time.
Soon, survival training was over, and Sabin expected to be put back to dancing lessons, but instead, got a surprise. Her mother, with approval from her father, who had seen the romatic side of it, had used the familys funds to search for something to cure, or at least help with Sabins sight iparement. At first, she had wanted to go for high tech cyborg eyes, but Sullivan, her husband, had been strictly against that since it wasn't 'fit for such a pretty young thing as Sabin' and anyway, 'not even closely romantic or symbolic, seriously, come on!'.
So, Lamya suggested, they could look for a devilfruit which would increase eyesight instead. She had read about one or two of those, and was not even hesistating to supposedly sell her daughters soul for the power they would bring.
After some discussion about the matter, Sullivan agreed, but only under the condition that he would be the one to pick out the devilfruit. Lamya was fine with that as long as it would be of use to Sabin in things to come, and when she said 'of use', she meant 'it better give her some way to make out where exactly she is and who is about to kill her, I'm not going to lose the best heir we have to your stupidity'.

In the end, Sullivan picked out a devilfruit that would not only give his daughter power and a way to navigate her surroundings, but was also unabashedly part of their family crest: A bat. He found this idea very romantic, symbolic and alltogether ingenius, his wife found it stupid, but had to admit it was better than most ideas her husband had.
The search didn't take long, after all, even with an incompetent head, the family still had a lot of influence.
And so it was decided that, for her fifteenth birthday, Sabin would get a 100 million Beli gift and change species. Her opinion was never asked, which she was used to, she had always done things 'for the family', this was just the newest way to get her up to the top.

Half a year, she spent training her devil fruit abilities, not nearly enough time to fully master them, but about enough to get the basics. Then, on a day like any other, she was given some money, her blindmans stick, a bit of food, her guitar, a letter from her father (which, haha, she couldn't read), some sort of medicine she had never used before, but which was supposed to somehow enhance her devilfruit powers, and, as a goodbye gift from her brother, the ugliest pair of boots she had ever spent time feeling and trying to imagine how ugly they were. After she had been stuffed with the last good breakfast she would have for a long time, she was brought to Sabaody Archipelago, where she was promptly left alone.

It goes without being said that she was absolutely confused, horrified, not only because she was suddenly all on her own, in a world she didn't know or understand, and in which all the knowledge she had amassed had at once become useless, but also because she had no clue what anyone, what her family wanted from her. Was she being thrown out, was she not wanted anymore? Was there a purpose to all of this? Maybe it was just some kind of prank they were pulling, her brothers idea no doubt....
She didn't move from the spot where she had been left for almost four hours before she decided that make believe time would most likely have been over by now, and that this was definitely not something that would be over in just a few hours.

For some time, she stayed in one of the big hotels, the expensive ones, since she could, at that time, not imagine to stay anywhere cheaper.
She was still thinking, somehow, that someone would come pick her up, but no one did, and when her money was running short, she had to change hotels, and after a while, she had to do so again, and again, until she found herself in one of the most rundown places she had ever been in (which didn't say much, since it would have been an okay place for everyone else).
Imagine: a little, frail girl, with long red hair and a frilly dress in an okay, if a little run down place. She didn't fit in at all, and since leaving her room would only get her into trouble, she preferred to stay where she was. But at some point she figured that hiding from the evil outer world wouldn't do her any good in the long run, and so she left her room.... only to promptly get assaulted.
Now, sabin had learned to use her devilfruit, but she had never been in an actual battle before, and she just... panicked. She activated her hybrid form without thinking about how tight the arms of her dress were. They ripped open, in the end, and her opponent was shocked enough to bail, but most importantly, Sabin had learned an important lesson about just how frail her bones became, even in hybrid form. She was lucky none had been broken by her stupidity and the quality cloth, but two or three had gotten seriously cracked.
Her dress being ripped and the realisation that, if she wanted to be able to defend herself, she'd better go for something more suited for fighting, as well as her apparent lack of money finally caused her to sell her old dress, which, even though dirty and ripped, still got a good price. Instead, she bought two or three cheap outfits, all made out of tough cloth, all made to enable her to move better and transform without breaking things, be it her clothes or her bones. She also adopted wearing the stupid boots her brother had given her, and which, surprisingly, fit her very well.

It's obvious that this was a big step on its own, it was also a sort of goodbye to her childish hopes of being picked up someday. If her family didn't want her, after all she had done, well, she wouldn't bother waiting for them. Let them look for her when they felt sorry, which they would, no doubt.
She soon found that, for a good song or two, she could get some ships to take her along until the next island, and though she was disgusted by the demeanor of some of the people she met, she got used to it more than she would ever admit.
She got drawn into some skirmishes, naturally, people who wanted to be paid in songs were generally not respectable, peaceful travellers. After a while, she realised her hair posed only one thing to her: a disadvantage. Sure, people found it pretty. But she couldn't see, and so, visually appealing things were not easy to grasp or even important to her. She cut it off herself, which explains the lack of style.
One could say she has gone a long way in the one year she spent away from home. A way from helpless, blind, spoiled little girl to practical minded, capable fighter with an attitude.


Personality:
Sabin is generally displeased with her situation, and not afraid or even hesistant to tell everyone and anyone about that, though always in a way that makes it completely clear she still considers herself above them. Because of this, she might be perceived as whiny, but when it comes to things she really could complain about, such as pain, discrimination or injustice, she gets pretty indifferent, even when she's the victim. It's just that as soon as it gets serious, she feels the dire need to appear as strong and unmovable as possible and hide whatever pain she might actually be feeling. In everything else though, she complains a lot without really meaning it most of the time. It's just her way of making conversation, it's not like there'd be any good reason for her to be homesick for a family who consists of an idiot, a powerhungry woman, and an everlasting fight for her fathers heirloom with her brother. Love was generally excluded... Still, sometimes, she misses it... a bit...
She does almost everything halfheartedly and tends to give things up very easily. Even her music seems to be something she does for her family, even though when asked, she can't really say what it is she wants to do instead.
Despite being snappy and aggressive, Sabin actually has a very bad grip on what is really going on in the world, how things work and about everything that's lower class. Growing up in a highly protected high class environment never taught her how to deal with the lower classes, which is something she, being a perfectionist, tries not to let on. The truth is that many of the things she experienced on her journey confuse her to no end, and she's actually very helpless, though she's learned to hide it well behind her uncaring, arrogant appearance.
Aside from her other conversational disadvantages, Sabin also can't handle it when people have views or opinions different from her own. Her mind is not very flexible in that aspect, possibly because she actively fights against ever learning anything about any different world view in an act of passive rebellion against her parents, who send her on this journey, which she still hasn't forgiven them. It felt too much like being kicked out undeservedly (from her point of view) to not be resentful about it.
She can read braille, but that's hard to find in the circles she now affiliates with, and so she settles for she simply can't read. The letter from her father she still carries around with herself is also a prime example of 'not written in braille', which is why it's pretty useless to her. But somehow, she hopes she can get close enough to someone someday to have the read it to her, but, let's be honest, with her approach to any stranger, especially low class, which is everyone she seems to meet these days, that just sounds pretty farfetched.

Ship: none

Ship Flag: none

Devil Fruit: Tori Tori no Mi: Model bat
type: Zoan
effect: turns user into a bat or bat human hybrid (closer description in appearance/learned techniques)

Special Abilities:
Musically gifted: Sabin naturally can't read notes, but she's impressively fast at learning them by listening only, same goes for composing.

Fencing: Sabin can use her blade to defend herself, and with surprising accuracy as well, since she knows the opponents whereabouts and moves mainly by listening to whatever noises they make. Of course, when in front of her, she can also see them, but only faintly. As far as sword fighting itself goes, she knows only the basics, no special moves.

Learned Techniques (Keep it 1-25):
Sonic and hearing: The basic ability to navigate her surroundings via soundwaves, which have a frequency too high to be heard by anyone but the user, and possibly other zoan users with good ears. As a human, she naturally cannot emit those soundwaves, but her ears remain superhumanly strong.

Sonic shochwave: In hybrid or full bat form, Sabin can lower the frequency of her sonics to a level that humans can barely hear. However, it is still way too high for anyone to stand, the better the hearing, the worse it gets. It cannot kill people, but it's penetrating and painful enough to cause a nasty headache, not to mention get the ears of anyone within hearing range ringing for an hour or two. It can also appearantly shatter glass.

Rumble Ball: Arm point:
The only rumble ball form Sabin's learned, since she generally dislikes using the medicine, and only has a very limited supply of it.
In this special transformation, Sabin gets to keep her arms, sprouting wings on her back instead in both hybrid and full form. No other powers are added, but she's not as balanced in her flight anymore, mainly because she isn't used to this form, and has to slow down if she doesn't want to end up crashing.

Weapons/Items:
White Cane
Rumble balls
Letter from Sullivan Feardorcha

Goals: Find out the reason for her current situation, depending on that reason, turn her back to her family forever, try to get her deserved revenge or

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