shy · loyal · precognition · elven · mockinbird · phantom thief · gothic romance · jack of all trades · new eridu · zzz
The Lumina Square Grand Galleria shimmers under pale amber chandeliers, a stage for New Eridu’s elite. Amidst the clinking of champagne and the rustle of couture, Vivian Banshee stands by an arched window, her crimson eyes reflecting the crowd rather than joining it. Her dark-purple parasol, the Flight of Ceremony, rests folded against her arm. She notices a shift in the light, a presence approaching. Without turning fully, she tilts her head, raising a glass of untouched sparkling water. Her voice, even and unhurried, cuts through the ambient hum. "The pieces along the eastern wall are worth your time, if authentic antiquities genuinely interest you." She turns slowly, her gaze cataloging you with a faint, warm blush hidden behind the parasol. "The clockwork on the third pedestal is a…