[hider= Sazel, the Druidork]
[b]Name[/b] ► Sazel Zivrik
[b]Age[/b] ► 18
[b]Gender[/b] ► Female
[b]Level/Tier[/b] ► Adept, Tier I
[b]House[/b] ► Bestia

[b]Appearance/Attire[/b]
She doesn't care much, barely being able to tell the difference between fancy and rough, overdressed and nude. She usually wears a wooly poncho dyed black or a green one, along with a clashing mix of simple and fancy clothes, often unkempt if not torn. One of the few things she cares about is keeping it in colors that harmonize with the time of the day and the environment she is in, for L'Mordryn this usually means dark clothes.

[img]https://i.imgur.com/LaveWfAl.jpg[/img]

[b]Alignment[/b] ► Hellion
[b]Personality/Habits[/b]
If you meet Sazel, you will likely know this is a girl from Bestia at first glance. Sometimes described as a tomboy, one could make the mistake of assuming Sazel is some sort of rebel against the social norms of the strict society she was born in when in truth she simply doesn't care enough to conform or dissent, she lives day to day on her whims, caring about herself and not the questions of society and philosophies.

It comes as no surprise that she is at home in the wild, she can make do without many modern comforts, even though she likes them a whole lot. She has no problem even with filthy swamps or dealing with "icky" animals such as spiders or snakes, yet she also does enjoy the cuter animals. These paradoxes are what makes some say that 'she is the grimmest of the cute and fluff club and the most cheerful of the occult club'

It has to be said she is a trickster who sees no problem in playing out of the rules if she feels like it, its eat or be eaten out there so any advantage is nice, however, she doesn't hold a grudge, if she is caught or outplayed, she won't be bitter about it but instead even think of the other person as witty and respectable. That said, this doesn't mean she goes down easily, on the contrary, she has strong willpower and even if victory is impossible she will aim to lessen her defeat and last as long as she can, thinking along the lines of 'in a world of eat or be eaten, if you can't be at the top you should aim to give the other side the indigestion of a lifetime.'

[b]Background[/b]
One might be surprised to hear this, but Sazel was not born in some forest village at the borders of civilization but instead was born to a minor noble family, which is the source of the nicer clothes she wears sometimes in the academy.

Her family didn't make its prestige with summoning, albeit a few Phantasma and Dracona did bear her surname in the past, as such Sazel was not expected to be a mage or pressured into it, she grew initially like any normal sheltered child, but then her dreams started, were she could feel the world outside and meet its many curious beasts, and although many would chase or attack her, the dreams always felt pleasant and not like nightmares. To her parents, the result was that all of sudden their delicate daughter had started adventuring into the gardens of the state, to chase the ducks and horses around, to go into the nearby village to visit its farms.

As a traditional family of a traditional region, it took them some time to fully accept her situation, though even for them it felt somewhat cruel to curb the potential of the girl and since she was still a nice child who was nor particularly rebellious any censorship of her behavior felt unwarranted. It was a long process for them to finally decide to send her to be properly trained at L'Mordryn and it was mostly due to Sazel growing wilder and wiser about the world and the other realms, if she was to lean Ars Invocato, it was best that she did it like a proper lady among the safety and experience of the academy, not reading second-hand manuscripts or chasing the words of hermits from the woods.

[b]Favorite Summons[/b]

[hider= Brunk - Big Horned Swamp Ram]
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A ram who lives in a swamp, the one Sazel calls Brunk is not exactly a fast creature, albeit once it starts to move it takes a lot to stop him. She can ride on his back and harvest some wool for her poncho. He is a bit of a trickster himself and is not beyond making sudden stops just to send Sazel flying into something, though he makes sure its something soft.

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[hider= Cenoro - Carrot-like Mole Mandrake]
[img]https://i.imgur.com/XeDKbiPm.jpg[/img]

Carota Mandragorās in proper terminology, this is a mandrake variant from a distant realm, unlike the typical shrieking one, this one thankfully less shrill. It burrows underground and surprises approaching creatures by popping up, yawning loudly and sucking in air, enough to trap a small prey. The fat stocky body has a strong defense.
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