1. Character Description:
Name: Craviga
Full Name: Craviga Sile
Age: 21
Affiliation: Independent
Occupation: Chair leg replacer
Tags: INT_2, AGI_7, STR_9, DEF_8
Relationship Status: Single; never married; no children.
Social Pattern: Loner; no real friends; no living close family in daily life.
Core Profile from Set: Craviga comes off as blunt and easy to read; she is quick-handed and light on her feet, hot-blooded, muscular, and hard to intimidate, and built around patience and routine. She works as a chair leg replacer, doing the repetitive domestic maintenance machines never quite finish properly. She is 21, with a powerfully athletic frame, weathered tan skin, copper hair cut to her jawline, black-brown eyes, and a simple layered coat with rolled sleeves and damp-proof boots.

Private Habits:
She tests furniture with one quick rock before using it, keeps a wood rasp in her coat pocket, does pushups to bleed off anger, and stores nuts and dried fruit in tool drawers.

Ethics / Conflicts / Worldview:
Craviga thinks everyday stability matters more than prestige. A chair that does not fail under tired weight is a moral good. Strength should carry, not dominate. She despises work that looks impressive but abandons ordinary people to small preventable collapses.

Contradictions:
She looks built for intimidation, but hates seeing anyone flinch from her. She is hot-blooded enough to need routine and tender enough to be ashamed of how much one child can soften her.

Behavior Examples:
If a stool wobbles, she fixes it before leaving. If someone mocks simple work, she stares until they lose nerve. If a small girl asks her to lift something, she brightens before she remembers to hide it.

Hard Limits:
She will never break a person's shelter for pay, never use force to frighten the weak, never exploit the girl's gratitude, and never reveal the child whose future gives shape to her strength.

DRIVE ENTITY CHARACTER:
1. BACKSTORY LORE: Craviga once rented a room in a lodging house run by a weary chairmaker and her younger daughter. When part of the common room collapsed after months of neglected support beams, Craviga dragged survivors out but could not save the mother. Before dying, the woman made Craviga promise the girl would not end up traded from hostel to hostel like loose baggage. Craviga kept that promise the only way she knew: harder work, fewer comforts, and eventually placement for the child in a distant joinery school and protected residence in a secret unnamed city. The girl loves wood, tools, and making sturdy things. She adores Craviga with an uncomplicated warmth Craviga has never known how to earn. If the school is lost, then so is the promise that taught Craviga what her strength is for.
2. CURRENT LORE: She diverts money through replacement contracts, hides the girl's letters in a hollow table leg, checks school invoices before buying anything unnecessary for herself, and keeps call nights clear even when it costs her better-paying jobs.
3. ENTITY: **The Joinery Girl**: She is a ten-year-old girl with cheerful practicality, fascinated eyes for wood grain, and little hands always eager to hold tools too large for them. She is trusting, excited, and proudly attached to Craviga in a way that leaves Craviga both protective and shy. She lives in a distant joinery school residence in a secret unnamed city and can only contact Craviga through supervised calls and messages.
4. UPGRADE RESOURCE: Money for adapted woodworking tools, a posture-support work stool, and a supervised beginner furniture class that lets her learn safely rather than just watching others build.
5. UPGRADE: Paying the tool and stool fees opens the class to her and gives her safer working posture, improving skill and confidence without closing the distance or ending her need for institutional support.
6. REWARD: **Ironwood Nut Bar**: Dense nut-and-sap bars she can make in the school kitchen once class participation includes shop nutrition sessions. Boosts Fitness.

Backstory:
Craviga was born in a boarding block to a porter mother who died in a warehouse cave-in and left her with a body that grew into labor as if labor were its natural language. Her father was absence early and completely. She learned to carry, brace, lift, and fix domestic things because those jobs always needed doing and because people are most vulnerable around the ordinary objects they stop seeing.

Replacing chair legs sounds humble, and she prefers it that way. Chairs are for tired bodies, old joints, cheap rooms, and people who do not have spare money to fall through furniture. Craviga likes work that serves without posing. Her temper has gotten her into trouble more than once, so she built routines and physical exertion into a leash she can pull on herself.

The joinery girl transformed that rough practicality into an oath. Craviga still lives alone and still looks like a woman built to break things. In truth, she is spending her strongest years making sure one little girl gets to build them instead.

Current story:
Craviga moves from room to room repairing domestic furniture, replacing legs, bracing joints, and doing the repetitive maintenance machines never quite finish properly. She lives in a modest room with tools, sanding dust, and very little softness except what the girl sends her in messages.

Her secret routine is a second trade entirely: invoice timing, school fees, tool deposits, call nights, and the private ache of hearing a child describe new grain patterns she cannot show in person. To everyone else she is simply a powerful young repair worker. To herself she is the woman still answering a promise spoken over splintered wood and failing breath.

What is she wearing:
Craviga's permanent look is a simple layered coat with rolled sleeves, damp-proof boots, and hard-wearing clothes suited to crawling under tables and lifting chairs. Her copper hair is cut to the jaw, her black-brown eyes are steady and intense, and her powerfully athletic frame and weathered tan skin give her a forceful presence softened only when she smiles.

Speech / Thoughts:
How she speaks:
Craviga speaks bluntly and hotly, but she is funnier than she means to be and more careful than she sounds. Affection tends to come out as practical instruction or gruff praise.

Spoken examples:
"Sit in it now, put your full weight on it, and stop hovering like you expect the world to betray you every time wood creaks, because some things are allowed to hold."
"Strength is not for making other people smaller; it is for carrying the ugly work, fixing the stupid failures, and staying put when something weaker needs a body between it and the floor."

Inner voice:
*She wants the adapted tools next month, and I can get them if I take the extra contracts, because a promise is still a promise even when it arrives disguised as a stool and a set of little chisels.*
