> ![[katya.jpg | left | 200]] > ### **<!-- IQ: =this.file.name -->Katya<!-- /IQ -->** > **<!-- IQ: =this.Short -->A dressmaker who used her connections for the cause.<!-- /IQ -->** > Full Name: **<!-- IQ: =this.Fullname -->-<!-- /IQ -->** | Pronouns: **<!-- IQ: =this.Pronouns -->She/Her<!-- /IQ -->** > *<!-- IQ: =this.Motifs -->-<!-- /IQ -->* > > Group: **<!-- IQ: =this.Groups -->[[RPGs/The New World/Groups/Garrox Squad.md|Garrox Squad]]<!-- /IQ -->** > Places: **<!-- IQ: =this.Places -->[[RPGs/The New World/Geography/Places/The Slip Stitch.md|The Slip Stitch]]<!-- /IQ -->** > > | Tier | Social | Mental | Physical | Mystical | > | ---- | ---- | ---- | ---- | --- | > | **<!-- IQ: =this.Tier -->1<!-- /IQ -->**| **<!-- IQ: =this.Social -->3<!-- /IQ -->** | **<!-- IQ: =this.Mental -->1<!-- /IQ -->** | **<!-- IQ: =this.Physical -->1<!-- /IQ -->** | **<!-- IQ: =this.Mystical -->0<!-- /IQ --> ** | ##### Story **Background Detail** I worked as a dressmaker and tailor to the bourgeoisie and nobility and was privy to many secrets and plots...it's amazing what people will say in front of "the help." **Vice Detail** I'm always on the lookout for a play, a dance, a gala, a circus, or other spectacle that I can let my hair down and lose myself in for a night...and a partner to enjoy that night with me. **Looks** Tightly pulled back hair and studious poker face, clothing is immaculately tailored and clean, but extremely plain and meant to blend into a crowd. Florence Pugh in The Wonder. **Motivation** I have a strong sense of fairness and loyalty to fellow craftsmen and workers. We have kept this city running for years but we're used as sacrificial lambs in wars. The nobility are incompetent at worst and useless at best so it's up to us to throw out the invaders. **Quirks** - Katya worked to expand and improve the Starwhal spy network --- > [!NOTE]- **Backstory** > Katya is a skilled dressmaker at _The Slip Stitch_, a modest shop that quietly serves the city’s upper class—even under occupation. Raised in a bustling trades district among craftsmen and laborers, she learned early how much the city depends on people like her, and how little recognition they receive for it. > > Her work granted her access to the private world of the bourgeoisie and nobility. Fitted gowns and hushed rooms became her classroom in human nature—she overheard secrets, rivalries, and careless conversations from those who never noticed her presence. Katya learned to listen, to remember, and to keep her face unreadable. > > Despite the tension in the city, she maintains her position at the shop, now serving a mix of desperate elites clinging to status and occupying forces asserting theirs. It places her in a delicate but valuable position—one foot in survival, the other in quiet resistance. > > She is closest to her older brother, a soldier, whose service sharpens her belief that common people bear the cost of every war. That belief fuels her growing commitment to the resistance: not out of glory, but out of fairness. If the powerful cannot protect the city, then those who built it will. > > Though outwardly reserved and meticulously composed, Katya has a hidden hunger for life’s beauty. She seeks out fleeting escapes—dances, plays, and celebrations—moments where she can shed her restraint and feel something unguarded, even if just for a night. > [!NOTE]- Associations > ![[MasterBase.base#Associations]]