Rosalva

i COULD write a little placeholder bio. or i could just copypaste part of one of roz's toasts as a far more apt summary of rosalva's character:

But just as it cleaved downward, a massive, skeletal hand held together  by twisting, thorny vines broke through the stone below, catching the  hardened blood and locking the beast in place. A second punched through  the barrier across the room from Maeva (and likely Oliv by this point,  if he hadn’t already caught up), followed by the apparent cause of the  intervention – a woman with a white rose in her long, unkempt curly  hair, clad in a tastefully ripped bodysuit serving as the base for a  makeshift suit of light armor formed from the same vines and bones,  swaggered through the corridor and gave a friendly wave at the sight of  the bloodied Knight and her handiwork.

 “Howdy,” she spoke nonchalantly, motioning with her hand for the bee-mage to flee and warn her comrades. “So, did the turd queen flush you down here, or are you just sewer diving for fun?”

 Maeva’s eyes locked with her new, but not unfamiliar adversary as the horrified rebel gladly took the opportunity to slip away.

 “So the shepherd of the dead still walks among the living. It has been some time, Rosalva.”

 “Sure has, Maeva! Haven’t seen you since  that ol’ Espresso Dick rolled in and ruined the perfectly good rebellion  your sister had going. How is she, anyway? Still stuck on a leash?  Chained to a wall? Or was it a torture box now? I just can’t keep up  with all of the cruel and unusual punishments she’s been getting!”

 “Espresso... what?” Maeva muttered in shock. “Ugh, never mind that. And leave the Betrayer out of this.”

 Rosalva let out a hearty chuckle, and narrowed her eyes. “Huh,  guess you’re still committed to the bit. Ah well, you catch me up on  Solana and I’ll catch you up on all the funny jokes about Phasmatis’s  junk after I kill you and that ‘Underking’ over there, I guess.”

ok technically that's 2osalva but whatever theyre basically the same person okay. you get the idea. she owns