Alnita Rigeli

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Your name is ALNITA RIGELI, and you like SCIENCE!

You consider yourself the epitome of scientific curiosity, though you're not sure what distinguishes scientific curiosity from regular SCIENCE. Does SCIENCE not encompass everything and anything civilized? Is she not what separates trolls from animals and subjects? Yes, you anthropomorphize her. Why wouldn't you use a proper pronoun for SCIENCE? Why, she is more worthy of your respect than pretty much every troll you know!

Despite the cult-like worship you have for the SCIENCES, they don't seem to reciprocate it. Your experiments routinely end in contradictory results, and it's rare that you can scrounge up enough subjects for both a study and a control group for your infamous substance intolerance experiments. Why do they always run away before you can gather them together? Don't they know that they are interfering with progress? You suspect that part of the problem may be your absolutely atrocious knot-tying skills. You would instead use zip-ties to restrain your subjects but they tend to get lost in your fetch modus.

When you aren't utterly failing to put together a proper group of lowbloods, you explore the coastlines with your lusus, a large horned crocodile named Vector. She is amazingly overprotective, but that's probably a good thing when you spend so much time in the wilds. Plus, she can dig a hole in the sand for the days when you're out too late and there isn't a hive nearby for you to break into. You just wish she wouldn't insist on inspecting every little object you find on the off-chance it might be trapped.

These little objects tend to find their way into your Rummage Fetch Modus, where they are subsequently lost and only arise when you mean to take something else out of there. Broken vials, shiny rocks, sea shells... All are accepted into your sylladex! You tell yourself it's because they could be useful some day, but the actual reason you have so much clutter is because you are a horrible packrat. You just cannot help adding things to the pile.

You prefer luring people away instead of outright fighting them into submission, but your complete lack of manners means that doesn't happen often. It's almost as if lowbloods don't like being disparaged and talked to like they're animals, though you can't imagine why. You've learned how to defend yourself with the Staffkind specibus, and are pretty good at breaking people's knees. You also have a Bladekind tucked away for after you've gotten some test subjects, but scalpels and bone-saws aren't very useful in a brawl.

Your handle is [color=#4f4ac1]restlessScavenger[/color] and [color=#4f4ac1]you have no taCt whatsoever. Why bother wIth nICetIes when SCIENCE Is on the lIne?[/color]

[SPOILER]
Name: Alnita Rigeli
Age: 6 sweeps
Blood: Indigo (4f4ac1)
Lusus: Vector, a horned crocodile big enough to ride on
Strife Secibus: Staffkind and Bladekind
Fetch Modus: Rummage (No pictures on the cards. Items must be identified by touch)
Title: Nun of Life
Land: Land of Savannah and Evergreens
Trolltag: restlessScavenger
Quirk: [color=#4f4ac1]CapItalIzes Cs, Ks, and Is, says SCIENCE wIth all Caps. Tend to refer to other trolls as It Instead of he or she unless she ConsIders them fellow sCIentIsts.[/color]