Description: Standing at five-foot-ten, the tall, lithe female has pale skin with white-blonde hair that flows down the middle of her back, accentuating her round face with silver-emerald green eyes, high cheekbones, straight nose and full pink lips. On her right forearm is a silvery-blue tattoo of a viper, the head resting on her wrist and its body coiling up her arm, the tail coming to rest on the inside of her elbow. The tattoo seems to pulse and glow, writhing on her arm as if about ready to come to life. Her hands look dexterous, as if made for wielding a bow or playing the piano.

Personality: Hope is sweet, quiet, soft-spoken, and observant. She is very protective of her family and those she consider as friends. Though she is many of these things, she can sometimes be aloof. She is not easily angered, and when she is, it is wise that people keep their distance, because she might as well be a different person when her temper gets the best of her.

Background: Hope was born to Ariana and Siro Sovlik, three years before her sister Lucina was born. As a child, she was outgoing and loved to play games with other children. She loved music, reading, and learning the art of healing, be it herbs, potions, or by other means. While her parents were away on business or one thing or another, she would spend hours locked in her room, learning what she could via scrolls, tomes, and books. Her sister, Lucina, would study with her from time to time. When not reading or playing the violin, she would train in combat with the others. Though her parents encouraged her to follow her dreams, many weren't so keen with some of the choices she made. At the age of eighteen, she was well on her way to becoming a great healer. During that time, she also witnessed the death of one of her closest friends. She found him late one night, bleeding out on the street, but she was too late to save him. Devastated and angry beyond belief, she vowed that one day, she was going to get her revenge on whoever had slit his throat and left him for dead. She had seen her fair share of deaths, but none of those deaths had involved a friend she had considered as dear to her. From that day onward, she became more aloof and more determined than ever to become better in combat. She was also determined to master medicine, even if that meant delving into some unsavory things to do it.