A nut brown girl taller than many men and strong as a warrior goddess..  Though she walked with a huge, heavy pack full of medicine to sell and trade, Yume easily had the wind to sing as she made her way jauntily down the road.  The breeze caressed her heart shape faced, ruffling poofy bangs the red of oak leaves in autumn and rustling her long, long top knot.  The giantess had adorable, wide eyes the color of pines.<br/><br/>Yume walked with an ironwood spear for a staff.  Her thigh high boots and miniskirt were rosewood colored leather adorned with a few golden studs.  Her blouse had a low, square neck, but long sleeves, covering the heavy orichalum bracers on her forearms and matching corset, but baring a vast and generous expanse of cleavage.<br/><br/>After finishing her song, Yume grinned down at her perky and bouncy elemental servant, Sakura, who nodded cheerfully and began a song of her own.  Sakura was only lightly tanned, and her silky hair was an elegant raven black, not so long as  Yume's but just as thick and just as silky.  The little elemental was painfully beautiful.  She currently wore a wooden sandals, split-toed ankle high socks, a mini-kimono and bloomers.  The fabric was all fine silk of a rich indigo color, and very nicely fitted.  Her black leather pack was much smaller than Yume's, and she didn't show any weaponry.<br/><br/>When the battered man came into view, the redhead gave a startled cry, then broke into a run up the road.  “Sakura-chan,” she gasped, “Look for any others!”<br/><br/>She sank smoothly to one knee beside the bloody body, expertly checking his pulse at his throat and looking for other signs of life.<br/><br/>“Hai!” the elemental girl gasped and she darted around the caravan and poked about a little ways off the road, glancing around both for obvious bodies and for tracks.