Truly a debonair individual, a Hava is characterized not only by incredible sideburns, but also by the Edwardian charm that accompanies them. Accomplished in many
art forms, a Hava
will often be seen painting exquisite formations while nodding genuinely to trumpets, most likely with spirits of the twist-top variety as an accompaniment. Havas are pleased by muffins, slow claps, and activities native to the British Empire, and are additionally and exceptionally thrilled by
cats of the
long variety. Havas are displeased by excessive and brutish displays of bro-hood yet
will happily create venomously eloquent barrages of impressive vocabulary to confuse
said plebes, taking special delight in their faulty use of the double negative. Thrilled by the worlds of
science and antiquity, a Hava is at once immersed in both the past and the future, while retaining a present rife with
wit and all forms of poetry. Havas come equipped with a Shakespearean turn of phrase for every occasion.
“Holy shit, a bro stampede! I wish I had a Hava
handy to obliterate these fools!”
“Egad, is that a genuine 18th century pocket watch? How delightfully Hava.”
"The
way you're spreading that hot
mustard is incorrigible, could you be any more Hava?"