Description: While undeniably attractive, this young woman's sharp features and smug demeanor almost serve as a banner declaring her entitled attitude. Straight blonde hair hangs down just past her shoulders, complementing lightly tanned skin and sharp blue eyes. Her figure is fit, but the lack of much in the way of actual muscle definition hints at a pampered life. Her voice is sweet, her face is pretty, her curves are lush, and yet something in the way she carries herself is often unappealing.

Personality: Sengir was taught she deserves the best because she is the best, and if the gods are good, she will have what she is owed, and if the gods dare to deny her, she will take it anyway! The best clothes, the best ships, the best lovers and the best food, Sengir only has eyes for what is absolutely stellar, and now that she is in Arx, well, she is at the heart of the Compact, where the elite gathers. In a way, even when she lost her ship, she moved up in life, closer than ever to realizing her own potential as a bright star in the skies of Arvani nobility.

Background: Sengir was raised in an island to the East of the Mourning Isles, one of the many domains of pirate lords that have fought with House Thrax and its vassals for years. There, she was treated like a princess, the ocean-given daughter of her father, Pirate-Lord Korvan the Stormbreaker, and was given riches greater than even most ladies in Arvum experience.

She was spoiled rotten, and taught she was royalty among the cutthroat and deadly Abandoned that would either see the Mourning Isles one day destroyed, or die trying. She grew with a heightened sense of self and a natural affinity for sailing that made her a captain of her father's fleet despite a ridiculously young age.

However, as her ego would do, it set a trap for Captain Sengir and her Bejeweled Coil of the Tides, her destiny would put her in collision course not with House Thrax, but the vessel of a southerner. While Sengir was maneuvering around the Isles on a mission to catch a traitor of her domain, she strayed too far south, and was caught by Viviana Pravus and her men in the Saffron Chains.

The battle that ensued saw the Bejweled Coil of the Tides sunk, and Sengir facing the sly Pravosi face to face. As per the strange tradition of her people, once defeated in combat in the sea, Sengir swore oaths to the Sword, with whom she has been learning to work with ever since.