"Show some respect, junior. In the army, seniority is absolute, and orders are followed without exception. Such improper behavior will be punished."

Warning: The path ahead is full of broken hips and pointy legs, May the Silver Key Illuminate Your Path.

Basic Information:

Name: Alva

Birthday: Jan 20th

Gender: Female

Height: 5'8"

Weight: 143lbs

Gnostic Index: 22.3

Story:

Unlike the women of her time, who mostly served as medics on the battlefield, she was a valiant warrior in life and took great pride in it.

She firmly believed her homeland was holy, and that its conquest of other lands would bring a better future to the world.

In a fierce battle, she suffered severe injury while rescuing a young recruit. Though she barely survived, she was left with a permanent limp. Determined to continue serving her country, she remained in the military, leaving the front lines to become a trainer for new recruits.

Over time, she grew apart from her original platoon due to her injury. It was after then that she became an awakener and had joined the Aramites in their pursuit of ths Mother Tree.

Now, she's like a retired vet, giving courses on training or discipline to students, whichever Mythag deems necessary.

(Scribbled Note):

'Alva told me to write that students really need to stop visiting her just to pet her dogs and that they are for security and not pets.'

"Need me to accompany you as a guard? If your pursuit is just, I will assist you."

-Alva