Player Information
Name: Eva Louwen
Nickname: Lessa
E-mail: Reva_Ayanami{@}hotmail.com
IM details: Lessa@nintendofan.nl (MSN)
Roleplay Experience: Started RPing about 10, many 12 years ago. Been into online RPing since about 8 years. Started out in various chatrooms then moved on to forumbased RP, starting with Harry Potter. I’ve been a member of various forums, and I’m currently active on two others besides this one. I am also active with RP inside Wolrd of Warcraft.

Character Information
Name: Reva Warwick
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Birthday: December 20th 1014
Place of birth: South Quarter

Faction: Keeper

Family:
Rosa Warwick, mother - Deceased
Gavin Warwick, father

Physical Appearance:
The Keepers are a dark, secret organization and considering Reva’s appearance, it’s almost as if she was born to join them. She has a set, dark appearance but not so that it makes her appear scary. Part of that is owed to her height. She’s very small after all, and a small person could never really appear scary. In total, Reva reaches up to 5 feet and 3 inches. Her frame is slender and she looks very flexible (which is in fact the truth). She’s been denied any kind of bulk and because she is not build for strength, Reva’s frame is especially apt at speed and agility, two properties that can be very handy for a keeper.

Her skin has a dark tone to it, making her appear as if tanned. Nothing could be farther from the truth however, because Reva spends very little time in daylight. Her dark skin tone is a blessing in that way surely; she would’ve been sure to appear a sickly kind of pale otherwise. As it is, Reva’s skin requires no natural light to keep it as dark as it is, something she’s always found to be very conventional.

Her hair she clearly inherited from her mother. It’s thick, shiny and slightly curled especially towards the bottom. Though it would be more practical considering her line of work, Reva’s never allowed herself to cut it short so her hair has had the opportunity to grow quite long indeed.. When let loose, it reached down to her waist. Its color is, of course, dark. A fine jet-black, and flawless. Not a single hair on her head is colored differently. She usually allows it to frame her face, but when she’s ‘out of the town’ she usually ties it together with the use of a ponytail.

Her eyes are the only exception. Their color is a bright, almost radiant blue with a darker spec here and there. Her eyes are framed by long, dark lashes which make it appear as if her eyes are surrounded by thick, black lines. It only makes such that the color of her eyes shines out the clearer and they’re definately a snatcher for anyone and anything that looks her way.

Reva dresses herself in a simple garb. A cloth tunic, leather pants and soft boots usually fit the bill, whether she’s working in the library or outside. On days when leather clothing annoys or irritates her she dresses in a simple, comfortable robe. Most of the clothing that she has (and trust me, it isn’t all that much to begin with) is, surprise surprise, colored black.

Personality:
Reva’s not at all as dark as her appearance would imply. She’s a friendly girl, always willing to make good conversation with her fellow citizens expect perhaps when she’s out on the job. Within her own order she’s know to be very helpful to orders. And orderly. Very orderly. Reva always does everything by the book and prefers to keep her surroundings as structured as she does her mind. She’s always a step ahead of herself, never acting without thinking things through. She has a way in which she likes to go about her business and she keeps to it strictly.

Reva is a very serious person by nature. That’s not to say that she doesn’t have a sense of humor; she knows how to take a joke and on a rare occasion she even managed to make one. Perhaps all her time spend in the books is responsible for the fact that Reva’s become very thoughtful and considered, often caught up in silent musing and pondering. She never takes anything very lightly and is almost always willing to try and see the deeper meaning behind remarks, questions and event.

Such things used to be very different. While growing up she was rebellious and testy, always prone to fits of anger. She was always looking for an excuse to argue and fight over things and most of the time she would manage to find something. She always stepped out of line, making it her life’s work to provoke people for no real reason. Her anger was particularly directed at her father but after a while it became a habit that was hard for her to break.

And yet break it she did. After joining the Keepers Reva’s calmed down and has thrown old habits aside completely. Anger was replaced with thought and her testy nature has devolved into a peaceful, almost soothing one. Reva’s the kind of person that others can’t help feeling comfortable around, almost if her calm and reflective nature is capable of rubbing off on others.

History:
Reva was born as the daughter to Rosa and Gavin Warwick on a snowy and cold December night twenty-three years ago.

Her parents had been involved in a long standing relationship since before they were teenagers and their marriage had been a long expected event to those that knew that closely. Rosa was originally of a noble birth but when her father had lost the family’s fortune at the gambling table, their title went lost. What little they had left was taking by the City Watch in exchange for her father’s freedom and Rosa and her family moved out of Auldale and into South Quarter where they occupied a small apartment.

That’s where she and Gavin met, he and his family lived in the same building. Gavin’s father was a fence that ran a pawn shop in Black Alley and shortly after Rosa and her family moved in, both her and Gavin’s father went into business together. The families grew a close relationship and it was no surprise that Rosa and Gavin experienced the same. Shortly after Rosa’s sixteenth birthday, the two got engaged and by the time she turned nineteen the two of them were already married.

Gavin took no part in the family business but instead he turned to the path of thievery. It seemed to be almost poetic justice that the main district for his business became Auldale. He did very well for himself and soon he and Rosa moved out of their family’s apartment and into one of their own, though they still remained in South Quarter. During the fourth year of their marriage Rosa got pregnant. Though neither of them had ever really considered a child, they were happy with it nonetheless and their family even more so. Nine months later, she gave birth to a dark-haired little girl who they named Reva.

Things continued on quite peacefully for a few years after that. As a young girl, Reva alright showed what would later become her serious nature. She was always trying to figure out the meaning behind things, bothering her parents with questions about everything. And sometimes she would just fall quiet, thinking things over and fading so completely into the background that her parents would sometimes forget she was in the same room as them.

In the year that Reva turned five, things took a turn for the worst. An epidemic spread through South Quarter like a running fire and her mother fel terribly ill and simply couldn’t get better. After three weeks of battling the illness, her mother passed away during the night. Her father, overpowered by grief, simply left the house and did not return for several weeks, leaving Reva to fend for her own out of nowhere. Her grandfather (Gavin’s father) and grandmother (Rosa’s mother) had succumbed to the same epidemic a few weeks earlier and her other grandparents had passed away some years before. Nevertheless, Reva had always been surrounded by family until that very moment.

Those few weeks were all it took for Reva to build up a towering resentment towards her father. She was a little girl at the time and terribly irrational of course, but that didn’t change that fact that she felt helpless, abandoned and alone. She needed a scapegoat and her father fit the bill perfectly. Their relationship would never been the same again. Prior to her mother’s dead, Reva had had a very loving relationship with both her parents and yet after those few weeks she had managed to convince herself that she had only ever counted on her mother and that her father had never been around anyway. So once Gavin returned it was only to find that his daughter now fully loathed him.

The following years were no pleasure cruise. The death of his wife had caused Gavin’s concentration to drop and he was no longer as successful at his job as he used to be. He got caught more often than he managed to escape and the income from which both he and his daughter had to live was very small indeed. Reva, who spent her days with her nose in books, was forced to help him as soon as she was able to, though their working relationship was far from perfect. Still, even in her younger years Reva had shown her capability for speed and agility and with her help they managed to increase the flow of money a little bit.

Meanwhile, the relationship Reva had with her father didn’t improve. She was prone to many outbursts of anger most of them directed at him. Gavin, believing her anger to be justified, never did anything to soothe or correct her and so Reva was left under the impression that what she was doing was exactly what he deserved. Her temper took a turn for the worse when she hit puberty, her rebellious streak cropping up more and more.

Things probably would’ve continued on like that for a heck of a while longer had it not been for the Keepers. Reva joining them was completely unexpected. Before that moment she had never even heard of the Keepers and so she certainly never had the ambition of joining them. No, if the Keepers hadn’t found her she’d probably still be spending her days thieving alongside her father and picking fights with him whenever their silences wasn’t mandatory for their safety.

As it was, the Keepers did find her. Joining the Keepers is no easy thing. Because no one knows who they are and what they do, you can’t simply walk into the Keeper Compound and ask to join. Keepers have to take note of you, not the other way around. It happened late one night. Reva and her father had been out on (what he liked to call) a job and things had taken a turn for the worse. Reva had separated from her father to get away from the City Watch and she was making her way home over the roof tops in Stonemarket when the darkness caused her to miss an opening between two walls. She fell..

.. And landed into the scribe room of the Keeper Library. The Keepers do not take kindly to anyone discovering their quarters, let alone a fifteen year old girl who fell in on accident. If it even was an accident. Though not a cruel order, the Keepers were not prone to just send anyone who made their way into their library on their merry way, so Reva was forced to stay for several days while the Keepers tried to verify her identity and her reasons for being there. And during those days they could not help but notice her fondness for the books inside their library and the ease in which she read her way through a few of their larger volumes. Furthermore, she had been up on the roof when she’d fell into their library, which meant that she had skill enough to be up there in the first place. Skill that could be very handy while acting as an observer for them.

And so, instead of sending her on her way they offered her a spot among their ranks which Reva happily accepted.

For the next several years, Reva was trained as a Keeper. The time she spend a scribe was limited to only a few months after which she was picked out and trained as an observer and a researcher. A change became to take place with her, and under the Keepers’ guidance she slowly reverted back into the calm, serious natured child she had once been. Nevertheless, she did not see her father during her years of training except for the time when she went to pick up her belongings after she had been invited to stay with the Keepers. Once she had completed her training in a way that satisfied the Keepers she was set out to be their eyes and ears.

Reva’s been a full-fledged Keeper for the last four years now, and has completed various assignments for them. Slowly, her shelf in the Keeper Library is starting to stack up on reports and essays written by her in the Glyph language. Though she has completely changed in nature she still has little contact with her father, speaking to him only on the occasions that she accidentally runs into him on the streets.

Miscellaneous:
I’ve made mention of this above as well but Reva’s an extremely agile person. Not only does she work well to preserve the Balance, her physical balance is near perfect. She’s very surefooted, never slips or falls. The acrobatic antics she gets up to every now and then always end successfully as well.

Oh and another thing. Reva is absolutely terrified of anything Undead. That means zombies, shades and Hammer Haunts. Especially Hammer Haunts. Not a very useful habit for one whose job it is to be quiet and observe. She will scream without hesitation at the sight of any Undead.