Unlike my redesigns of the other Jaeger characters this one is a litte more sparse. Done earlier than the others I simply used a pencil to try and grasp the alterations that I had made to her. Sheva hails from far to the east of the Ansard Confederacy (the main setting for my 'Jaeger' fantasy series) named Mim Kahad, an area of vast desert and arid scrublands. Sheva belongs to none of the worlds three races and, as such, is generally feared and reviled by all others. She came to the west for reasons of her own and makes her way by masquerading as a crippled and diseased begger. She wraps herself in bandages to both compliment her cover and to hide her scaley, bronze hued skin and she also keeps the hood of her heavy, waxed leather robe pulled up around her face. She assumes a hunched, hobbled posture when in public but can draw herself up to her full height of around six feet if she wishes to seem imposing. Although she is well able to defend herself with her staff, her true power comes from the frightening magics she can bring forth with a word (either written or spoken). She eventually joins with the four other Jaeger for mutual gain and information and gets caught up in the events that unfold thanks to the group's actions. Although she eventually gains acceptance from the others they can't help but be suspicious of her motivations. She constantly seems to be searching for something ontheir travels becomes cold and withdrawn when the issue is pressed. Despite this she is an intelligent and powerful addition to the band.