[Satu-Dragaal]

She awaited her attendant in the halls of the building. In her false arm she carried a few worn books, some dedicated to the art of Resonance, some to the hallowed faith of the Consumites. Sveva believed it high time to educate the resistant Roesia. She’d need to see the light if progress was ever to be made, and Sveva intended for her to see just that in the near future, one way or another.

[Satu-Dragaal]

Name: Sveva Desolla

Appearance: She stands at an ordinary height, about 5’6″ with a full bodied frame, her curves normally accented by a loosely cinched corset. Her face is soft, but her features are sharp, dark  eyes keen and full of life. Despite sporting a soft smile most of the time, she carries herself with stern pride and dignity. Her left arm is missing, replaced with a clockwork prosthetic instead. The prosthetic had an ornate ivory Engineering plate inlaid with the proper Electrite for her magic.

Personality: She at first will seem very welcoming, very warm if not very social. Her general air is professional and even caring in a way, but one is very fast to realize that she craves a strong chain of command, preferably with her at the head. She adores the notion of a pecking order and lives a strongly disciplined life, expecting others to do the same and judging poorly those that don’t.

History: She was born and raised in a Consumite compound, learning the depths of their faith in Lord Nightfall, the Grey King. She was indoctrinated and eventually ordained into the church, becoming a priestess and beginning the hallowed practice of an art damned as the “Profane,” an unfinished variant of the Life Magics that the gods of most refused to give to man. After showing her competence, she underwent their most sacred ritual, allowing herself to die in order to be resurrected by their Lord’s power as a Marionti. Some time after this, she captured Roesia, forcing her into becoming a Marionti as well but one that she could command, keeping her hostage as a medic for her people. Not long after that, she was critically injured in a raid made in the name of Lord Dawn, losing her arm and most function in her heart, both having to be replaced with artificial, Resonance powered limbs.

Powers: As a Marionti, her soul is separated from her body, contained in a soul-stone. This stone is now kept in her artificial heart. The separation of her body and soul means that her body is now powered by Resonance, the proper gems laid into her flesh at proper points. Should she be critically injured, she can enter a coma like state until she can be mended. This also requires her to feed off of the Animus of others typically through blood. As a Marionti, she will never age. In her practices, she has grown skilled at the Profane Art, the art of generating new life into dead flesh, and Necromancy, the art of controlling dead flesh with her own will.