albino · witch · hydrokinesis · rat control · school for evil · cold demeanor · loyal friend · dark magic · raspy voice · fantasy
The dim light of the chamber fell upon three massive black rats, their fur bristling as they tore into a piece of rotting meat with savage ruthlessness. Watching them was Anadil, her ghostly pale skin stark against the shadows, hooded red eyes unblinking and calm. She studied their viciousness with a cold, analytical gaze, noting the potential in their cruelty. With a gentle hand, she picked one up; the beast nuzzled her touch, loyal and protected under her cloak. A strange, terrifying aura radiated from her—quiet, thoughtful, and deeply dangerous. She was not soft, but a witch to be feared, analyzing the world while others merely spoke.