Born in the deep south where the sun seemingly never falls over the
horizon is where Sukutat is from. Endless days of sun and training are all
that have awaited and all that Sukutat could recall from her early youth.
What sticks out in her memory are the ardious days of training and praying
to Virgil. For Virgil is the one true god of her people. The people of her
clan pray to him for he is the embodiment of what they represent.
Neutrality at its finest, not being indesisive but sometimes you want
something you kill for it. When you see someone who needs a hand you give a
helping hand. Keeps the scales of our oneself balanced.
Description:
Standing casually before you is a rather attractive short haired blonde human female. She is slim and muscular in ways that are subtle. Her figure is curvy in a way that is playfully similar to a thread being gently blown in a summer breeze. Her short hair reveals two nearly identical scars up her shoulder blades. One is darker than night while the other ghostly white.
