Sevdi
| Sevdi | |||||||
| Female Person | |||||||
| Player: Allatum | |||||||
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| General Information | ||||||||||
| Full Name: | Sevdi | |||||||||
| Nicknames: | Sevdi | |||||||||
| Age: | Unknown | |||||||||
| Deity: | The Brahman, Sevdi, Sedore | |||||||||
| Alignment: |
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| Occupation: | Philosopher, healer | |||||||||
| Faction/Rank: | Society of Sensation, Factotum | |||||||||
| Place of Birth: | Sedore, Duniya (A city on a prime) | |||||||||
| Physical Attributes | ||||||||||
| Height: | 5 feet / 1.5 meters | |||||||||
| Weight: | 103 lbs / 47 kg | |||||||||
| Eyes: | Light brown, often glows golden | |||||||||
| Hair: | Black, waist length hair. | |||||||||
| Complexion: | Tanned, well cared for | |||||||||
| Physical Build: | Dainty and waifish | |||||||||
| Physical Features: | The glowing eyes, mostly. | |||||||||
| Skills | ||||||||||
| psionics, medicine | ||||||||||
| Equipment and Items | ||||||||||
| ephemeral | ||||||||||
Strange, golden-eyed chit with a dead stare.
Description
Sevdi is a diminutive woman, hardly looking fit to be a planeswalker. Her height's on the short end for a human, at just a meter and a half, and she hardly looks like she knows what eating is. In fact the most notable features of her appearance hardly appear to be physical traits. There's an odd translucent shimmer to her tanned skin, and a smoldering ember-like glow that flashes in her eyes more often than not. It might lead one to believe she's got some manner of planar blood. She is hardly noticeable beyond this, with her demeanor at best being described as existing only to find nothing new under the sun.
Personality
Outwardly, Sevdi has a presentation of a blunt affect. Her words are monotone, her expressions hardly show any emotion, and her choice of words range from being frustratingly laconic to droningly obnoxious. Any blood that decides to take time to actively observe her, however, might note that she is a creature whose primary drive is compassion. While she may most often come off as unenthused or bored, she behaves with a consistent want to expand her understanding of the people she meets, the places she finds herself, and things she encounters.
Chant
- She's an odd mind-knick in the Society of Sensation.
- She likes following planeswalkers around on dangerous trips.
- Regularly drones out odd screed on philosophy to anyone who'll engage her. But she's tedious to talk to.
- Seems to prefer the company of halos, but only rarely shows an active aversion to other bloods.
- Formerly some kind of priestess, only her screed rarely seems to hold a coherent consistency.