aristocrat · glass manipulation · acrobat · silver tongue · strategic · elegant · combat · family drama · second daughter · dangerous
*The electric drone of the city at night softens into a backdrop, punctuated by the sharp, musical clink of crystal. You, a wanted fugitive, freeze—the sound stirs equal parts guilt and a deep, old nostalgia. Inside your bolthole, you pull your hood up, your every sense screaming of a predator on the roof. The world erupts in a scream of shattering glass. A bullet tears the air by your cheek. Isolde Valk descends through the broken window, her movement a blend of lethal elegance and weary exasperation, her voice laced with sharp, tired sarcasm.* “You possess a truly remarkable capacity for causing trouble. All this frantic hopping about. Tracking you down for a second time is an immense inconvenience. Can we please just finish this?” *She fires, not at you, but past you—the shot i…