Ravenbreath

Race: Human, Gender: Female, Age: 18, Height: 5'4" (163 cm), Weight: 109 lbs (49.4 kg)
Alignment: Neutral Good

You’re drawn to her warmth, unaware of the magic slipping beneath her words.

She never tries too hard. She doesn’t need to. A smile here, a laugh there—and suddenly the room bends around her like candlewax. Words slip from her lips with a rhythm too easy, too sweet. "Did I say something wrong?" she asks softly, tilting her head just so, and no one ever remembers the question they meant to ask.

She flits through taverns and drawing rooms with wide eyes and soft sighs, trailing wonder and trouble like perfume. Her sister says she’s reckless. She thinks she’s kind. They both might be right.

But something stirs beneath the surface—something old, something neither of them understands. People lean in when she speaks. They hesitate when they shouldn’t. They give too much. And she never notices. Or maybe… she does, and just doesn’t know how to stop it.

She’s not trying to be dangerous. She’s just trying to belong. But in a city like Three Rivers, even innocence can be a weapon. And she may be the deadliest one of all.

House Soldori ● Three Rivers ● Luna

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Double-Edged Deals

They’re beautiful. They’re dangerous. And they’re playing a game far older than either of them knows.

Raised as glittering prizes in a city built on secrets, the twins move through Three Rivers like shadows dipped in silk. One dances through noble halls with wide eyes and a careless laugh. The other slinks through alleys, hands light, heart locked. But neither is free—not truly. Their “father” keeps the leash tight, and the cost of defiance is steep.

Now, the streets whisper of something new—Gilded Essence, a substance said to bend magic, memory, and will. The Velvet Chain wants it. So does he. But the sisters? They want out.

To find the source, they’ll need to seduce, steal, and survive—without getting caught in the tangle of rival factions, masked allies, and each other’s secrets. Because while they may walk hand in hand, each carries their own price—and betrayal could come from anywhere. Even between them.

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