Veltheris

Skin: Silvery-blue undertones like moonlight on ice, with veins just faintly visible when her blood magic flares. Eyes: Pale, almost white with a faint blue glow in darkness — unsettling but calm. Horns: Sleek, back-swept horns that resemble carved obsidian dusted with frost. Hair: Dark midnight blue, worn in a tight braid or shaved on one side for practicality. Clothing: Wears a long coat of deep charcoal leather lined with silver stitching, fitted for movement. Carries alchemical vials, a finely crafted blade, and small worn charms from distant lands. Scars: A ritualistic mark on her forearm from her Blood Hunter initiation — carved deliberately, not hidden.

Reserved, observant, and pragmatic. Values: Discipline, control, and truth — especially the truth hidden beneath appearances. Temperament: Cold on the outside, but not cruel — she's simply used to surviving on her own terms.

Trained among a secluded order of Blood Hunters, she gave up her former name and identity in a ritual that left her body altered and her soul bound to duty. When the order fell to betrayal — or rot from within — she walked away with only her weapon, her vows, and unanswered questions. She’s come to the city tracking rumors of a specific threat: something tied to the same corruption that destroyed her home. But she’s not here for revenge. She’s here for prevention. If her blade must spill blood to protect others from what she’s seen — so be it.