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Name:
==> FIND YOUR NAME
Pyredad graciously giften upon you the name Nervit Lafute. Though highbloods may of course call you whatever they want – you would never dare to contradict someone of a higher status than you, so you answer to most things.

Blood colour:
==> CHOOSE YOUR CLASS
You are a orange-blooded young lady. This blood colour means (as your lusus has repeatedly drilled into you) that you are liable to be culled very easily unless you behave perfectly! You dedicate yourself to being a perfect young servant and it makes your lusus very, very proud of you.

Gender:
==> SELECT GENDER
Luckily for you your body matches you perfectly. Female, that is. You have long hair neatly tied and with little brown ribbons in it.


Symbol:
==> ASSIGN SYMBOL

The symbol you have been assigned to match your caste status is a flame-like image. It's got a thick outer casing that's slightly decorative, more like a lamp, then an inner flame symbol. It's a pretty visual symbol compared to some of the more abstract ones, but you're okay with that.



Personality:
==> DETERMINE ATTRIBUTES
You strive very hard to be the PERFECT LOWBLOOD. This means you are SERVILE, SOFT-SPOKEN and READY TO PLEASE. Your lusus and yourself have a modest home in a busy hivestem that is kept neat and tidy. This neat and tidiness is a good practice for your main hobby – serving highbloods! Lowbloods are destined either to a life of servitude or life on the front lines. You are most certainly not suited for the latter, so you best dedicate yourself to the former!
Most of your hobbies are themed around this. You enjoy STITCHING, but mostly repair work instead of actual seamstressing. This also helps you in your THRIFTINESS. Lowbloods don’t have a lot of cash to burn, and even trading or bartering is difficult. Your jumper is a cast-off from an older neighbour that you dyed the proper colour, and your dress is made of a skirt you found in a dumpster. Whilst you couldn’t sew anything new, you’re certainly pretty handy with alterations!

This thriftiness applies to other things too – whilst you’re thorough with your servitude, you never buy expensive cleaning materials when cheap alternatives work just as well. You MAKE YOUR OWN BLENDS OF TEA by harvesting and drying out the leaves.

Flaws:
==> BE WEAK
Biddable
You do what you’re told, even if you don’t like it. Pyredad is very exacting about this - if you obey you're safe, if you do what you're told and do it well then you're a good troll, best grubling. If you don't you're in trouble, you'll die you'll get hurt you'll get culled. So as soon as a highblood gives you an order you do your best to complete it to their satisfaction and the highest standard you can. Even if it's really gross like that one time you had to clean up after a cull and it gave you night-terrors even in the sopor and Pyredad had to lick your face over and over to catch all of your tears.

Afraid
Pyredad is always telling you you might get culled. You know that some of it is because he’s paranoid he can’t protect you as well as a bigger, stronger lusus might, and that he worries. But some of it is true, and it makes you so afraid. You don’t want to die! Or get culled! Whichever! You like life. It’s full of exciting adventures and interesting people – even if according to Pyredad 80% of those people want to hurt you – and whilst you keep a veneer up, a lot of the time you are pretty darn scared. It’s not like Pyredad can protect you, after all. He’s too small, too weak, too amphibious. You spend most of your time caring for him instead of the other way around.

Casteist

You might serve highbloods but that doesn’t mean you don’t hate them. You resent the caste system at the same time you embrace it. This dichotomous opinion causes you stress, most of the time, and comes out as casteism. The higher the highblood the more subservient you are whilst being reticent to involve yourself personally with them. The lower the lowblood the more you feel sorry for them but also the more you're afraid to associate with them incase they have unsuitable behaviours. Essentially you believe the worst about everyone. This doesn't really intefere with you feeling sympathy and caring about them (because all trolls are broken really) but it does feed into your paranoia about people.

Home:
==> RETURN TO BASE CAMP
You (and pyredad) live in a modest hivestem in the middle of New Hemisect. You count yourself lucky to have any home at all, even if the ceiling drips and the respiteblock's tiles are cracked. You know a few people who run about with suncloth and poles, waking at the crack of nightfall and living a life even less pleasant than yours!

Saying that, the things in your apartment are suprisingly nice - you've got a variety of tea pots and your tea leaves are served in official brand trollerware™. This is because of your love for tea - but also because you serve tea to highbloods and highbloods throw things away that to you are like bounty. They say sometimes I don't like that teapot, get rid of it. And you do. You just...keep it afterwards. And of course they're often generous tippers.