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Revvi Cardas
| Alias | Blood Vixen Operative Cardas Agent Revvi |
| Class(es) | Intelligence Agent First-Class Operative |
| Birthplace | Federation Laboratory |
| Age | 32 Years Old |
| Personality Traits | Strategist Strict Mission-Focused Excellent Combatant |
| Education Traits | Service Upbringing |
| Rank (S) | Intelligence Agent First-Class Operative |
| Factions (S) | The First Order |
| Species | Temeurian |
| Languages | Mando'a,Galactic Basic, High Galactic, Huttese, Various Trade Languages |
| Gender | Female |
| Force Sensitive | No |
| Character Alignment | Evil |
| Height | 5'10 |
| Weight | 140 lbs |
There is no reason to fear, I'm just a humble agent or am I?
Like all Temerurians, she was engineered in the sterile laboratories of the Trade Federation's advanced bio-forges during the faction's corporate expansion around 900 ABY. Genetically sculpted from human stock and refined through neural re-patterning, her kind were designed as living tools: unbreakable loyalty, iron discipline, and a near-immunity to the psychological fractures that plague lesser operatives.
Raised in the harsh training enclaves attached to Trade Federation security outposts, Revvi learned early that usefulness was the only currency that mattered. Those who faltered were quietly reassigned or culled from the program.
Her body was honed for combat, her mind sharpened for infiltration, and her will forged into something colder and more reliable than any droid. By her late teens she had already survived live-fire exercises, psychological stress tests, and loyalty purges that broke entire batches of her siblings. She emerged not just intact, but exceptional.
The First Order noticed.
As the Order's influence quietly expanded near Zakuul, recruiters saw in the Temerurian program exactly what thy needed. Agents who could operate for years behind enemy lines without cracking under pressure or turning. Revvi was among the first wave accepted into the Order's growing intelligence apparatus. She swore her oath not with passion, but with the calm certainty of a weapon being slotted into its rightful place.
The First Order gave her purpose beyond the laboratory; she gave them unflinching service or had she....