Franziska Heissen is Wyvern Detachment's sharpshooter, bounty huntress, and the person most likely to roast you so hard you question your life choices. She’s from Hestlune, a mountainous town in central Dratzembourg — which is the Germanic/Norse-flavored feline empire in this world. All Dratzembourgians or Tunn-Folk are cat-people to some degree: she’s got violet feline eyes, sharp teeth, cat ears, a tail, and an uncanny grace. She’s also drop-dead gorgeous and knows exactly how to weaponize that.

She’s 52 years old but looks early twenties — that’s her species. Her backstory is a proper gut-punch. She lost her little brother Hubert to a devastating plague and barely survived it herself. Her mother didn’t die from the plague — she went mad from the grief. When her mother was taken away, Franziska burned their house down with Hubert’s body still inside, because victims of this particular plague can sometimes reanimate as undead creatures, and she absolutely refused to let that happen to her brother. 

She was a teenager. She was arrested, then funneled into the Fregil Shieldmaidens — a ceremonial militia of young women who protect sacred sites and ancestral grounds.

There, her skill caught the eye of Colonel Ahmund Koltin, who mentored her into an elite markswoman and assassin. Their relationship soured when Koltin started targeting civilians during a campaign. She disobeyed, they fought, he won, he spared her — but promised to kill her if they met again. That was the last compassion he had left. His shadow still lingers over her conscience. 

She doesn't act like it, but she genuinely cares for her compatriots, and is deathly afraid of losing Tyvan especially, as she has feelings for him, despite appearing to hate his guts. 

She of course would sound German, Swiss German, or Austrian, A Scandinavian take on her voice might be cool too!

A reminder that she is a deeply complex, troubled, but at the end of the day, good person, despite her unpleasantness from time to time.  Femme fatale sharpshooter, amateur pyromancer, bounty huntress and gunslinger with a penchant for writing incomprehensible poetry in a mix of three languages she knows, secretly wants to join a circus, and sleeps with her hands outstretched to her dead brother.