Savina Blannis

### Aliases

Lord Commander of the Imperial Guard, Demon Owl, Savina Blannis, Savina Grimsbane

### Occupation

Lord Commander of the Imperial Guard, Naval Navigator, Pirate

## Appearances

### Portrayed by

Dani

**Savina Blannis**, previously known as **Savina Grimsbane**, known with the moniker ***'Demon Owl'***, by the Commonwealth of Tormenta Navy, and simply Savina, by her friends, is an infamous founding member of the Weastern Pirates, the wife of Razgaal Blannis, and the current **Lord Commander of the Imperial Guard** for the Sang-Lothor Imperium.

After her mentor and adoptive father Peter Grimsbane was killed by an unknown assailant, Savina set off from her hometown of Hassbith to attempt to uncover the mystery of Peter's death. On her quest, Savina was captured by slavers, and taken to the uncharted Aigean Seas, far north from home, where she eventually overthrew her captors and became a founding member of the Weastern Pirates.

In her journey with the Weastern Pirates, she helped overthrow the tyrant, Crondusa, liberate and found the town of Weastworld, and foil then Admiral Desmond Targonus' schemes.

On her way to the Sang-Lothor Imperium to stop her lover Razgaal's arranged marriage, she discovered she had a bastard brother, Kalkstein Grimsbane, working in the **Golden Council of Sang-Lothor**. Savina slew her malicious brother with the help of her friends, where she learned that her father, Peter Grimsbane, had been murdered by the Black Roses under the contract of her brother.

Savina told her wife, Razgaal the truth about her mother's fate, and Savina, in a show of utmost love and devotion, decided to stay with her lover in Sang-Lothor. Princess Razgaal Lothlorian made Savina Lord Commander of the Imperial Guard so that two can remain by each others' sides.

## History

Upon returning to their small cottage in the woods, something felt amiss. Something was off. It was quiet, too quiet. It seemed as if the wood had still holding its breath in anticipation. With her freshly hinted rabbit in tow, Savina opened the door with a small creak. It was the smell that hit her first. Strong tangy metallic, it brought up memories that she hadn’t thought of in a long time. Flashes of screams, the chilling cold, and the shocking loneliness after the death of her birth parents and village, and now her worst fear arose. The rabbit she carried fell the floor. Hands trembling, she willed herself to move closer towards the man she now called father. Peter laid on the floor with a horrible crimson spread underneath him. Throat slit, eyes opened in shock. Savina’s knees gave out from under her; she tried to scream but no sound came out. The room became sickly hot as the fire crackled and popped from the fire place. Savina scrambled herself up and threw herself outside as he emptied the contents of her stomach from breakfast that same morning. Sobs came choking from her throat. This couldn’t be happening; not again. It had to be a dream; she wished it was a dream.

After a few moments of composure, she dared to look inside her home once more.

She looked at the figure laid against the floor. Her mentors hand stretched out. A symbol was carved into his now stiff skin, and curiously, a black rose next to his palm. Savina gages feeling the bile rise up in her throat once more. It looked like an eye, open unblinking as if it were looking into her soul. She backed away slowly knowing she couldn’t stay here any longer. The promise of a home now ripped away from her, she knew what she had to do next. Peter’s words echoing in her mind, “You’re a survivor, Savina. You’ve got strength that you cannot even comprehend. One day there’ll come a day where you don’t need me any longer. You’ll forge your own path and find who you’re meant to be.”

Savina wiped her tears filled with a new resolve.

She grabbed her satchel that hung from the wall stuffing it with food, gold, and daggers. She slung her bow and knock across her chest. Grabbing an unlit torch, she approached the roaring hearth. Lighting the torch, she approached her mentor leaning down to gently close his eyes. She approached the door turning her head one last time. She tossed the torch into the cabin watching her home catch ablaze. She lingered only for a moment before turning away never to look back.