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*Scrawny in a rather ungraceful manner, Sigve resembles a child more than a fully-fledged woman. Her boyish physique and hollowed gaze give no indication for why she was reaped.*

[h2] {Sigve “Siggy” Valetta} [/h2]

[color=598527]Race[/color]:
Gemmenite

[color=598527]Age[/color]:
18

[color=598527]Element[/color]:
Air

[color=598527]Height[/color]:
4’11”

[color=598527]Bio[/color]:

	Sigve was ready. She was ready to be reaped and given a life that was better. Or worse. Never could she decide what it would be like and honestly, Siggy didn’t care. She wasn’t beautiful or wise but damn was she foolishly eager.

	Sigve was born in Peles-- or rather the slums of Peles. For a grand city to be so grand, there has to be a place that is comparably shoddy and small. Her parents, Revna and Aloren, were considerable good-for-nothings. They were poor and in debt. The kind of debt you never pay off and instead pass onto future generations to suffer for. So desperately did the couple wish for a son to do hard work and get plenty of money. Though, this never did happen. Sigve instead became their sixth daughter or was meant to be the sixth daughter. In actuality, she is their second daughter to reach adolescence and their only one to live past eighteen. 

	Most of her childhood was starved and full of hard work. Both her and her sister, Asta, did small jobs for anyone who would listen. While Asta, beautiful and charming, did an excellent job at this, Sigve never had the “knack” for it. She poked too much fun at people and could easily be described as "annoying". She has never been balanced like Asta. This made Siggy feel that people owe her something. She didn’t understand why she must suffer and starve and hurt. She loathes her parents and she despises the warning and cross glances she receives from people. It made her self-preserving and angry. With no friends and so much bitterness in her, Sigve has always been a good worker for herself. Like whipping wind, she can drive herself to extremes and at a young age, underwent hard physical labor. Both hard work and hunger most likely stunted her growth and kept her from becoming a more appropriate and healthy size. 

	When Siggy was about fifteen, Asta was becoming of reaping age. The Valetta family was poor and easily missed but Asta wasn’t. She was gorgeous and well known. Despite them being impoverished, it was apparent that the drakken would come for Asta. It was a month or so before the reaping when Asta killed herself. She couldn’t bear to be taken away and so Asta, an air gem, pulled all of the very air from her lungs. Sigve always knew her sister was delicate but never so fragile and definitely not breakable. Most of all, Sigve couldn't imagine doing that to herself-- couldn't see why that would be necessary. She knew her sister was afraid and hurt but never, never, did Siggy think she could be that desperate. In a sick way that even she herself regrets feeling, she almost enjoys that her sister has died. She is stronger and there is nobody to overshadow her anymore.

	Siggy spent the final years until her reaping in a bubbling rage. She was angrier than ever before. She hated everyone and everything and felt that the world was so unfair. Her sister had left her and her parents had never been any help. To her, it seemed that being reaped would be her salvation. She could be married away with a new life that would always have enough to eat even if it was a monster. She had been waiting for the drakken to come and welcomed them with opening arms. She wouldn’t let herself be missed. No, no. Everyone was going to see her and everyone was going to feel her presence. Finally, she would get what she deserved.


[color=598527]Other[/color]:

Sigve has a masculine name because her parents named her before she was born. They were hoping the power of a male’s name would ensure that she would be a boy. It didn’t work.

Sigve feels almost a tender part of her heart ache for the drakken. They are viewed as monsters and sometimes she thinks she is a monster too. Excitement (and a fear that she will never admit) fills her for how terrible or possibly good they are.

Sigve’s sister, Asta, was extremely skilled at controlling the air inside a person’s body. Whenever Siggy became particularly cross and began breaking things, Asta would make her take calm, long breaths. After Asta’s demise, Siggy has practiced and does this for herself now-- if she has enough sense to calm herself down, that is. She also practices this when at night as she is a very light sleeper. She has never tried to control the breath of another person.


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