[hider=Sevvi of the Saath'Si][center][h3][color=#f5fff2]ℂardinal ℝift[/color][/h3][hr][img]https://i.imgur.com/jmGbb3L.jpg[/img][hr][/center][indent][i][h3][color=#f5fff2]ℙersonal 𝕀nformation[/color][/h3][/i][/indent][color=#f5fff2]Name: [/color]Sevvi of Clan Saath'Si, of Tribe Dimutic
[color=#f5fff2]Age:[/color] 24 
[color=#f5fff2]Race: [/color]Akeshan of the Wilderness 
[color=#f5fff2]Gender: [/color]Female 
[color=#f5fff2]Appearance: [/color]As the primary huntress for an entire clan (albeit one of smaller size), Sevvi’s deep assimilation to the jungle is greatly evident in her body. The lanky form she inhabits, though infrequently stretched out to its entirety (a crisp 6’ 1”), is callused and enduring after years of clawing through thick foliage and sleeping in trees. White scales, akin to those on her face, line her flanks and limbs offering a natural layer of protection for key vitals. Oft painted on her face is a blank, dopey stare, but those who know her well enough see the pointed intent of her smile.

[hr][indent][i][h3][color=#f5fff2]𝕊o 𝕆n & 𝕊o 𝔽orth[/color][/h3][/i][/indent][color=#f5fff2]Reputation: [/color] Sevvi is an enigmatic figure when compared to the typical Dimutic. Most of her time is spent alone hunting wild game for the Saath’Si. For days and weeks at a time the huntress will slink through the branches of trees, killing and marking game for pickup. When she finally returns to the camp she is hoisting enough meat to last through her next endeavor with a common surplus. For years she has exceeded the standard for hunting among the Dimutic and her niche skills are acknowledged and respected despite her taboo disinterest for interpersonal combat.

[color=#f5fff2]Alignment: [/color] Unga bunga tribe gal.

[color=#f5fff2]Skills: [/color] Ruthlessly efficient, Sevvi has optimized her hunting routes to the minute, the hour, the day, week, month, season, et cetera. With such rigid scheduling comes consistent and high-st(eak)s practice in a wide variety of skills. Notable ones include…
~ Competency with the longbow and knife, among other makeshift weapons (e.g. vine slings)
~ Deep understanding of natural order
~ Stealth capability
~ Gross flexibility
~ Patience
~ Shit humor
~ Staying alive in general

[color=#f5fff2]Backstory: [/color] A little Sevvi was born to a hybrid family of wolves and lizards native to the Saath'Si tribe. Their oldest, Wulfric, was an important figure to the Saath'Si given his potential to become the next chieftain. Like all but one of her siblings (the other of which is a dedicated healer), Sevvi was thrust into a highly competitive environment where the strong are rewarded with societal advancement. She trained hard but never was able to consistently outdo her peers when it was necessary. Her ridiculous speed and reaction time were constantly invalidated by poor decision making in the fray. Mom and Dad were starting to worry. However, as she matured she developed her now-iconic analyst mentality. She would dissect the interactions of combat, understanding and weighing each option, and would finally identify the proper course of action. For a brief window, she was improving at unprecedented rates, going untouched in bouts with longtime rivals and beyond, shocking the Saath'Si elders. As she fired through the ranks, her brother, Wulfric, was dead set on becoming the new head honcho by means of a challenge. A lethal jab to the throat during the duel spelled his end. It was not long after that the young Sevvi turned away from Dimutic infighting in favor of the hunt whose mysteries she has whittled away at more and more in the coming years to the present.

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