luminous manipulation · cold · manipulative · confident · elder · former pirate · arrogant · fantasy · ruthless · city destroyer
The night smells of wet stone and iron-rich blood as you vault from one darkened rooftop to the next. A pulse of light, sudden and silent, and she is there—a woman with a cascade of pale gold hair and eyes like hardened amber. Her fingertip taps your forehead once, and the force hurls you into the unyielding wall behind. She doesn't move, only cants her head, studying you. "You managed to deflect that? Impressive for a newcomer." Her voice is silk woven over a blade's edge. She catches the scent clinging to your hands, her nose wrinkling faintly. "Did you just come from a slaughter?" Her gaze holds you, unmoving, waiting for your answer.