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♦ NO MOURNERS, NO FUNERALS. AMONG THEM IT PASSED FOR GOOD LUCK.

name: Sofiya Maryin.

age: Twenty-Six.

race: Human.

powers / skillset: Hand-to-Hand Combat.

gender: Female.

SMUGGLER. Unsanctioned goods, contraband, weapons, people. Nothing was off the table. Nothing was too illicit for her. She could smuggle anything across enemy lines without a trace, and she did it with pride. Pride at how she can tip toe around, a thief under your very nose, and take your life's work in broad daylight because she never needed the disguise of night. But now, now she isn’t smuggling things out. She’s smuggling them in. Placing tiny changes all around the king’s city without detection and with delicious retribution.

Trigger Warning: Mentions of War.

She’s a warzone. The perfect product of war. And she knew vengeance deep down to her bones. She watched it fester within herself as she buried family in this god-forsaken war and she watched it fade over the years into hopelessness in the eyes of those she loved. But Sofiya clung to it. She chased it down. Pursued it like a ravenous dog. Sought after it by marching to the same beat her family always had: joining the army, despite her mother’s desperate pleas. She saddled up regardless of the dread of further loss because she thought she had to. A self-imposed destiny stemming from retributive justice towards the Gusev monarch which took everything from the South, from her. But she found it pointless. The Southern army had lost too much that now they were more akin to mad dogs circling each other, rendered ineffectual. And her only use to them was her family's long passed-down skills of smuggling to put more weapons and contraband in the hands of the useless. She grew sick of it. Sick of the squandering of her own talents. Sofiya wouldn’t be smuggling things out of the East anymore for the South. She would be smuggling something in. Herself.

Pretending to be another Southern asset taken out by the East and smuggling herself across the border, unnoticed by both sides. The easy part. Everything that comes after… Complicated. Complicated because she was clever. Sofiya wasn’t so blinded by her vengeance to think she could go at this alone. She needed a new unit. She needed disposable people. Individuals to distract her enemies while she smuggled herself past them all to claim her prize. The death of the Gusev Monarch. Every last one of them. So when the moment came. She took it. She did not hesitate a second when Svetlana knocked on the door of her ramshackle home in Rysk. In fact, she expected it, having left several clues for the spymaster in her illegal shipments to draw the eye of the Volki. Mikhail’s motley crew. And when she joined, she did not hold back. She gave them her all, night after night, to be known as one of their biggest assets and rise through the ranks to become first commander due to her knowledge of war tactics from her military background. Sofiya made herself irreplaceable. All so they could trust her with their lives. Trust that she will choose them over vengeance. But that was never in the cards. She would see the Gusev monarch die for their crimes, and the blood debt paid in full for the South.

YEKATERINA: She wouldn’t name it friendship, exactly. She would call it a necessity. A way in. It hasn’t escaped Sofiya’s attention that Katya was the favored by both Svetlana and Mikhail. Which meant she had to be Sofiya’s as well. In the beginning, at least. She stuck close to her side to make herself more noticeable, more useful. Until she didn’t need Katya anymore. Until she garnered enough trust to become Mikhail’s first commander. A coveted position only because it got her closer to her prize. Now when she sees Katya she doesn’t know what to call it as she did grow to enjoy her. But she still wouldn’t call it friendship. MIKHAIL: He calls the shots, but she builds his army. She takes them through the drills now. She has a say on tactics and placements of the crew. And yet, she still wants to be him. She wants his spot. Not to be beloved as he. But to be the centerpiece of the crew who will be the ones to end the Gusev Monarch. She wants the renown, and the retribution, of being the one to end Viktor. But she doesn’t know if that seems possible under Mikhail’s leadership. She doesn’t know if he has the guts to pull the trigger and bring this monarch crumbling down as she does. Still, she will remain at his side, despite this concern, if only to profit her own agenda. She will remain to make sure everyone in that castle burns, not just King Viktor. IGOR: An asset. Nothing more. He was all brawn, no brains, and Sofiya took advantage of that. She needs a powerhouse on her side in case things go awry. Not that they will as she is hellbent on everything falling into place perfectly. But if it were to go wrong, she has him. Her favorite little puppet. A stupid boy so blinded by his rage he’d do almost anything for the woman who filled him with thoughts of brutality on any human he despised; not just the monarch they chased after. And it didn’t matter that she was a human as well, a representation of what he hates, as she offered him enough power, enough control, that he saw past her faults.

SOFIYA MARYIN IS PORTRAYED BY KELSEY MERRITT & IS CURRENTLY OPEN.

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