Evva Diyeus
| Age | 38 (Smarch 1, 1727) |
| Species | Wildcat |
| Pronouns | she/her |
| Size (Extra Small, Small, Medium, Large, Extra Large) | Medium |
| Build | Thin |
| Rank | n/a |
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:
A wildcat in her late thirties, Evva remains fit and active, as anything less would hamper her ability to go on the adventures of discovery she so adores. The she-cat has tabby fur a dusky golden color, with dark ears, footpaws, and tail. Her green eyes are the same shade as those of the father she does not remember, and she has recently begun to use a pair of spectacles for particularly long nights of reading. She has a slender build and is certainly no more than average height. Her clothing is well-kept and clean, more functional than fashionable, and she is found more often than not with her rapier buckled at her hip.
PERSONALITY:
Anyone spending any amount of time in Evva's company will immediately note that she is a creature of deep and endless curiosity. She must know. How. What. Why. When. It's hardly surprising she threw in with academics at a young age. And then there's the biting sarcasm that flavors much of her speech. Evva has never been one to temper her thoughts.
STRENGTHS:
Tenacity: Evva is tenacious-- though some might just call it stubborn. If she wants something she will work for it until it's safely in her paws.
Intelligence: She's the progeny of a pair of calculating wildcats. She just chose to put that acumen to more academic pursuits. Usually.
WEAKNESSES:
No Tact: Of all the things she has learned, using words to avoid rough edges and hurt feelings wasn't one of them. It's not that she doesn't recognize the benefit of playing nice, she just doesn't like to.
BIOGRAPHY:
Born the only daughter of the notorious Ullyanovs, Evva has been many things in her life. Navy brat. Princess. Pickpocket. Incognito. Her earliest memories include the day her mother, Therin, snuck them away from the palace in Amarone and brought her to Bully Harbor. As Therin worked to establish herself once again as a fixture of the Imperium's underworld, Evva was brought along, her mother finding her to be useful from time to time as a courier, spy, and pickpocket.
Had she not made accidental friends with the otter, Kesh, it's likely that she would have followed in Therin's footsteps, eventually becoming just as tangled with MAUL as her parents had been. But the fates had something else in mind, and chance contact with the world of academia inside the University sparked a curiosity about history and the world of science that has remained with her throughout her life. Urchin became student. Student became researcher. And so her life is now a pleasant amalgamation of seafaring adventures and exploration and enough time in the classroom to pass on what she knows.
POSSESSIONS/REAL ESTATE:
Evva own a modest townhouse in the nicer part of the Trenches. It's a nice enough place to sleep, entertain the rare friend, and keep her various small collections of specimens and items from her travels. Her only other item of particular note is the rapier she keeps sharp and well cared for; a piece of fine craftsmanship if not particularly ornate. It has saved her life more times than she can count.
SKILLS:
| Physical | Mental | Social |
|---|
| Rapier [Proficient] (2) | Investigation [Seasoned] (4) | Teaching [Proficient] (2) |
| Climbing [Trained] (1) | Creative Problem Solving [Trained] (1) | Cutting Remark [Trained] (1) |
| Lockpicking [Novice] (0) | | Body Language [Trained] (1) |
| | Small Talk [Novice] (0) |
| Total Points in Category: 3 | Total Points in Category: 5 | Total Points in Category: 4 |
