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[h1][color=cornflowerblue][center]Character Summary[/center][/color][/h1]
[b]Name:[/b]Septima-Fleur Pecta, Seventh Offspring of Matrone Fleur Under Atlas
[b]Age:[/b]Maturity
[b]Race:[/b] Moth
[b]Gender:[/b]Female
[b]Class/Job:[/b] Poet, Wrestler, Artist, Athlete.
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[h3][color=cadetblue]Belongings[/color][/h3][list]
[*]One gram of chalk
[*]Seven days' worth of hand-packed Moth rations
[*]Three milliliters of imported vespid juices
[*]Thirty Chips, in a coinpurse
[*]Vellum, ink, other writing supplies
[*]Carving knife, forged in Bee territory
[*]Official seal of the Society of Atlas
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[h3][color=cadetblue]Skills and Abilities[/color][/h3][list]
[*]Reigning champion of the semiannual Tournament of Roots, in wrestling, the hammer-throw, and the Four-Species Triathlon
[*]Third place runner-up of the alternatingly semiannual Tournament of Buds, in Lepidopteran Insult-Poetry, dance, and floristry
[*]Studied under the legendary gentlemoth-adventurer Attacus, whose controversial statements on Wasp society encouraged an underground movement of exceptionally physical Moths and Butterflies. To graduate from Attacus's tutelage, all students must be able to wrestle a fully-matured Beetle into submission and, immediately thereafter, compose a poem to Attacus's satisfaction on the effect of physique on the mind.
[*]Through constant training and an excellent diet, Pecta has attained a level of strength unseen among Moths and extraordinarily rare among Spiders and Beetles. Pecta is capable of shattering chitin and bending steel with her bare hands, and uses her finely-trained wrestling skills to twist enemies into submission.
[*]Being a Moth, Pecta has a certain finesse to her flying, focusing on inscrutable drops and upswings that sync with the movements of the wind, allowing her to maintain a constant speed and confuse her chasers.

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[sup]"It is every Moth's prerogative to ensure their growth in all respects; we shall live only to live more![/sup]
[h3][color=lightsteelblue]Personality[/color][/h3]
Pecta is unusually blunt for a Moth, and doesn't even attempt to show any tact at times. Pecta is extremely eager to showcase her physical and artistic prowess, and refuses to shy away from nearly any challenge she faces. Unfortunately, this has caused her to become foolhardy and outright confrontational, leading her into danger more times than she can count.

[h3][color=lightsteelblue]History[/color][/h3]
The brood of Matrone Fleur, fathered by Attacus, were notorious among the clerics presiding over her great birthing and subsequent funeral for having an unusual waspishness to them. Going with a common trend at the time, Attacus gave each of his twenty offspring the same name, differentiated by a number appended with their broodmother's name. Their father numbered them using Wasp-language, and fed them on sweet nectar infused with the same juices Wasps nursed their grubs with. As the brood developed, their growth was extraordinary. 

Every Pecta, from Primus-Fleur to Dodecanus-Fleur, was raised in the same way: education of the rich history of their fief and neighbors in the daytime, and brutal physical training in the night. Septima-Fleur took well to the strain of their night training, and grew to tower over most of her siblings.

When each of Attacus's offspring had passed their final test and came of age, they were given a stipend of money, an official seal bearing their father's heraldry, and firm orders to go out and [i]do something[/i]. Primus-Fleur went off as a mercenary, Secundus-Fleur a percussionist minstrel, Tertia-Fleur a royal guard, and so on. Septima-Fleur, unsure of her true calling, simply wandered off, returning every year only to compete in the Moths' many tourneys for glory, money, and smug satisfaction.[/hider]