One day I'll stop making exhausting reference sheets but NOT TODAY!!!
Another Vestraea redesign because I wasn't satisfied with the last one. Just felt too lazy. I knew in my heart of hearts i couldve done better, so I set forth to make things right.

Vestraea is a bit of an offensive character, not in the sense that she's an offensive stereotype, but in the sense that she's the type to go out of her way to offend people. In other words, she's a troll, willing to say things she doesn't believe for the sole purpose of pissing people off. Unlike most trolls though, she's not afraid to take a punch. Gives her the perfect excuse to punch back. Her friends usually have to defuse the situation before it gets to that though.

She used to be a grunt for an evil ethnosupremacist empire (probably where she gets the rhetoric from). I can't really compare it to Nazi Germany for a number of reasons. First, the Vespid Empire was a Monarchy, rather than National Socialists. Collectivists, sure, but decisively hierarchical ones. Secondly, while Nazi Germany wielded some of the most advanced weapons systems for their time, the Vespids had skipped several milestone technologies in favor of Magic. To illustrate, they never invented gunpowder (their ranged weapons were basically magic blasters), nor had they even thought of the concept of mass production. That's right. A space faring empire that had never stopped relying on artisans for everything.
For centuries they had relied upon the sheer power their Invocation-based magic had offered to crush "lesser beings", and never really had a reason to think of mass production. It wasn't until their war with the Galactic Federation of Drusson that this came to bite them in the ass. While the quality of their military equipment was unparalleled, it was also exorbitantly expensive to replace. That, alongside their war doctrines being decades behind the Federation led to a war that barely lasted half a decade. Always a bigger fish, they say...

So, all that to say, Vestraea is a racial supremacist who hasnt seen another of her own kind in nearly five years. Her ideology is something she only loosely clings onto now, mostly as a way of getting into fights. Really though, her only real motivation is to eventually die a warriors death. She doesn't really care how or why. Just as long as it's someone else that does her in. And when she isn't picking fights, she's content to drown her regrets and sorrow in alcohol.

One of the things about this group I've made is that they all started out with a lot of tension between themselves. Unlikely allies, as it were. The main reason they all choose to stick together is largely due to a lack of options given their unique circumstances. Can you really call it a proper band of misfits if nobody disagrees on anything meaningful? Lookin' at you, Concord.

Maybe I get cancelled for this? Whatever. I gotta go to bed.
Thanks for reading, of indeed you did. I've been autistically building this world for months now. But before I make anthing for it, I wanna do something a bit less ambitious. To work up to it. Like Toby Fox did with Undertale before Deltarune. Maybe that's a bad example...

Anyways, goodnight everyone.

- XVII

P.S.: Vestraea was 16 when she was drafted (very different cultural norms). At first she was exctatic to fight for the “master race”, ended up having an All Quiet on the Western Front moment. Got to watch everything she’d ever believed in get stomped into the dirt in real time. When she could no longer deny the writing on the wall she deserted. Now, for all she knows she’s the last wasp in the galaxy. Probably why the sword hates her so much.