symzulin hacatraz

• the wanted runaway •

Frankie waited for the woman to speak.

She took her time about it, scrutinising the rest of them. Frankie took the time to examine her in turn: with her black eyes facing forwards, piercing right through Frankie, she resembled the drawing more and more, so much that Frankie half-expected to see ink-pen brushstrokes making up her jet-black hair as she leaned in closer. She was the spitting image of what Kari must have looked like before she changed her hair, only more tan, and with longer ears which pointed out the sides of her black tresses.

‘So,’ she said, looking back at her carving once she seemed to have been satisfied in her examination. ‘Who are you?’

‘Frankie,’ Frankie muttered, an automatic response. ‘Symzulin.’

Symzulin narrowed her eyes, but didn’t look up. ‘I see my reputation precedes me.’

symzulin is a woman on the same mission as the main quest, who runs into them and joins them along the way. she causes a whole lot of trouble on her own, being — for reasons unknown to the rest of the party — wanted dead or alive by the biggest crime syndicate in kuerua.

• symzulin is meticulous, clever, and driven. she can carefully plan something, all eventualities covered, and carry it out with accuracy and skill. if something gets in the way of her plans… she’s not going to be happy.
• she grew up in a group called the vyra nomads with her half-sister (spoilers) kari. she ran away when she was seventeen, with no explanation.
• she cares about her sister, but instinctively puts distance between them. things have happened in the two years since she ran away, and she’s still not ready to explain what they were, or why she left.