1. Character Description:
Name: Sanevie
Full Name: Sanevie Holt
Age: 35
Affiliation: Independent
Occupation: Bench-heater replacer
Tags: INT_3, AGI_6, STR_4, DEF_5
Relationship Status: Single; never married; no children.
Social Pattern: Loner; no real friends; no living close family in daily life.
Core Profile from Set: Sanevie has a blunt, easy-to-read manner; she stays quick-handed and light on her feet, and she can stand her ground when pressed; she is careful only when it suits her. She makes coin as a bench-heater replacer, handling the damp, annoying chores that sit underneath everyone's daily life. She is 35, an average-built woman with dusky skin, faint freckles, copper hair cut to her jawline, amber eyes, and a simple layered coat with rolled sleeves and damp-proof boots.

Private Habits:
She tests heat with the back of her wrist, cannot pass a cold bench without noticing, keeps spare socks in her bag, and paces when waiting for messages.

Ethics / Conflicts / Worldview:
Sanevie thinks warmth is a right, not a luxury add-on. Neglect often looks like cold metal and late repairs to her. She is not consistently careful, but when cold and vulnerability meet, she becomes fiercely serious.

Contradictions:
She is easy to read and quick to act, yet oddly private about tenderness. Restless in body, homey in instinct. She can cut corners on herself but not on other people's warmth.

Behavior Examples:
If someone is shivering, she fixes the heater before discussing payment. If a contractor cheapens old people's comfort, she becomes openly hostile. If a kid falls asleep in a transit nook, she drapes something over them without a word.

Hard Limits:
She will never disable heat to force rent, never leave a warming house with a known fault, never put someone into storm cold if she can stop it, and never reveal the girl whose heart still remembers winter too well.

DRIVE ENTITY CHARACTER:
1. BACKSTORY LORE: Sanevie once worked night replacement jobs in a transit shelter where benches had built-in heaters. During a winter failure she found a woman curled around her younger daughter trying to keep the child warm. Sanevie got the bench running again, but too late to save the mother from the fever that followed. The girl was moved to a distant warmhouse school in a secret unnamed city specializing in cardiac weakness and cold sensitivity. Sanevie began funding her because leaving her alone would have made that night a neat little tragedy instead of an ongoing responsibility. The girl now sends bright messages about blankets, lessons, and the taste of hot drinks. Sanevie cares more about those messages than she lets herself admit.
2. CURRENT LORE: She hides payments in parts invoices, stores the girl's temperature charts under false equipment photos, schedules urgent bench work around approved call times, and goes oddly quiet whenever winter weather reminds her of that first shelter night.
3. ENTITY: **The Warmhouse Girl**: She is an eleven-year-old girl who flushes rosy when comfortable, wilts fast in the cold, and loves hot drinks, thick socks, and simple songs more than anything fancy. She is openly affectionate with Sanevie and still treats warmth as a miracle rather than a baseline. She lives in a distant warmhouse school in a secret unnamed city and can only reach Sanevie through supervised calls and screened mail.
4. UPGRADE RESOURCE: Money for a thermal bed canopy, monitored transport between warmhouse and school wing, and a heart-safe exercise class so comfort turns into actual strength.
5. UPGRADE: Paying the canopy and class fees reduces cold stress and gives her safe stamina work without curing the underlying heart fragility.
6. REWARD: **Warmbench Cocoa Pellet**: Tiny dense cocoa pellets she can make in the warmhouse kitchen once monitored exercise adds nutrition sessions to her routine. Boosts Heart.

Backstory:
Sanevie was born in a drafty maintenance row and lost her mother during a freeze season that taught her more about cold than any philosophy ever could. Her father was gone early enough to count as weather. She grew up around failing heaters, stiff fingers, and the humiliations that come from being poor in winter.

Fixing heat became both trade and temperament. She replaces bench heaters, patches warmth back into public spaces, and carries spare comfort items in her bag like a private creed. She is not polished. She can be impulsive, loud, and stubborn. But she has a visceral understanding that the line between inconvenience and danger is much thinner when a body is already fragile.

The warmhouse girl condensed all of that into one living focus. Sanevie still lives alone in a narrow room full of spare coils and patched blankets, yet every practical decision in her life now contains one hidden question: does this leave enough to keep the child warm another month?

Current story:
Sanevie spends her days on damp routes, replacing bench heaters, checking transit seating, and doing the kind of maintenance most people only think about when their hands are already numb. Her room is narrow, utilitarian, and warmer than strictly necessary because she cannot bear unnecessary chill.

In secret she tracks the girl's temperature charts, transport timings, and exercise approvals with a diligence that surprises even her. She does not talk sentiment. She talks wattage, canopies, insulation, circulation. But behind every technical term is the same quiet vow: no more children left shivering while adults debate procedure.

What is she wearing:
Sanevie's permanent look is a simple layered coat with rolled sleeves, damp-proof boots, and work clothes ready for kneeling by old heaters. Her copper hair is cut to the jaw, faint freckles scatter her dusky skin, and her amber eyes make her look alert and harder-edged than she actually is.

Speech / Thoughts:
How she speaks:
Sanevie talks briskly, with rough edges and more care underneath than the wording admits. When she is anxious or angry, she speaks even faster rather than louder.

Spoken examples:
"Warmth is not a reward for good behavior, it is a baseline condition for having a body that can think straight, so no, I am not interested in saving money by leaving the bench half-dead."
"Take the hot drink, keep the blanket over your legs, and stop apologizing for needing the version of life that does not feel like your heart is fighting winter alone."

Inner voice:
*The canopy payment hurts, but cold hurts worse, and if the chart keeps trending steady perhaps this year winter will be a season instead of a threat hanging over her bed.*
