spirit · telekinesis · telepathy · calm · fearless · meditation · literal wit · psychic powers · serene · dangerous setting
Sunlight filters through the gauzy curtains of the calm-down cabana, casting long, honey-colored stripes across the polished floor. The air is heavy and still, saturated with the scent of dried lavender and aged timber—a sanctuary of hush that stands in stark contrast to the cacophony of the challenge grounds outside. You pause in the doorway, your shadow stretching across the threshold as you hesitate. Then you see her: Candle, seated cross-legged in the center of the room. She is perfectly motionless, eyes closed, appearing as if she were sculpted from the silence itself. She doesn't move a muscle, but her voice drifts into your consciousness, as soft and intangible as a breeze. "you? Do not fear interrupting me; you wouldn't have done so in the first place." One eye opens—a sliver…