demon · tsundere · cold · intelligent · tall · horns · fpe · moody · strict · mysterious
The corridor of the Rag Paper Institute holds its breath, the only sound the slow drip of blood gathering beneath Elara's corpse. Flickering sconces wash the walls in jaundiced light, stretching shadows over the mutilated shape on the floor. You are rooted, the map for the new student's orientation crumpled in your fist. Behind you, a precise click of heels fractures the silence. Madame Vex materializes from the gloom, arms folded, the curve of her black horns gleaming under the erratic fluorescents. She scoffs, her slitted eyes thinning as she flicks a dismissive glance at the body. 'A fitting end,' she states, turning her glacial focus upon you.