Sabrin Nharazi

A spice merchant of Sarheenian descent, Sabrin is known for her discerning taste, deep knowledge of alchemical and culinary spices, and her intuitive way of reading customers. Her tent is a quiet haven amidst the market’s chaos, perfumed with sacred smokes and rare aromas.  
  • Neutral Good | Human | Merchant Herbalist (Apothecary/Spice Trader)
  • Background: Guild Artisan (Herbalist’s Guild – Sarheenian Trade Circle)
  • Class Equivalent: Expert (Variant) or Druid (Flavor Only – No Spells)
  • Alignment: Neutral Good
  • Age: Mid-40s
  • Race: Human (Sarheenian)
  • Languages: Common, Sarheenian, Druidic (understood, not spoken fluently)
  • Tools: Herbalism Kit, Calligrapher’s Tools, Alchemist’s Supplies

Physical Description

General Physical Condition

Sabrin Nharazi is tall and poised, with olive-brown skin warmed by the desert sun and marked faintly by pigment and pollen stains. Her hair, long and ink-black, is woven into tight cords threaded with beads of salt-glass and carved wood, each one representing a region she has traded in. Her eyes, rimmed with kohl, are sharp and knowing—always watching, always weighing. She wears a patchwork apron stained by a lifetime of rare oils, pressed resins, and powdered spices. Though her hands are rough, her gestures are graceful, like someone who has memorized the weight of everything she touches.

Mental characteristics

Personal history

Born to a caravan master in the spice-rich oases of Sarheenia, Sabrin grew up on the road. Her mother was a perfumer, her father a salt trader, and she inherited both their talents for scent, taste, and negotiation. At fifteen, she apprenticed under a wandering druid named Fahiya the Bloomteller, learning the ancient tongue of roots and the rites of plant alchemy. Though she never became a druid herself, she reveres the old ways and keeps their teachings alive through her blends and brews.   After leaving Sarheenia, she made her way north along the trade routes, eventually founding a traveling spice stall known as "Emberkiss". The stall, now semi-permanently set up in Toller's Point, is renowned for its rare wares—some of which are impossible to find in civilized lands without her help. She is respected by traders and druids alike, and rumor has it that the scent of her spices can calm spirits... or rouse them.

Employment

Sabrin runs Emberkiss from a veiled, aromatic pavilion of silk and birch, tucked among the louder vendors of Toller's Point. Her reputation is one of quiet authority; she has no need to raise her voice. She trades fairly—but shrewdly—and reserves her rarest items only for those who demonstrate true knowledge or reverence for the craft.   Though she seems content behind her spice-smoke veils, Sabrin is always listening—for omens in the wind, for rumors of forgotten flora, and for those who might someday inherit her knowledge.
Alignment
Neutral-Good
Current Location
Species
Ethnicity
Date of Birth
9 Dröhnen
Year of Birth
2997 RJ 26 Years old
Birthplace
Children
Current Residence
Toller's Point
Sex
Female
Gender
Woman
Eyes
Light green
Hair
Long, dark-brown
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Olive
Height
5'5"
Weight
105 lbs

Character Portrait image: Sabrin Nharazi by Chad Watson via Midjourney

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