Ebon

A tall, lithe female Vortheis with an alabaster complexion and silver-laced raven hair in a tight warrior’s braid. Her metallic silver eyes are sharp and alert, and she wears a half-plate of matte black steel fitted close to her torso, trimmed in blood-red thread. Her expression is guarded, and she has a slender birthmark tracing her collarbone. She carries a dagger at her hip, and an iron crown pendant rests at her throat, symbolizing her silent vow.

Fiercely loyal to bloodline, torn by empathy for the oppressed. Craves approval from Veylan and Isolde, needs purpose beyond executioner’s blade. Fears becoming as unfeeling as her brother, desires to forge a just path within imperial darkness. Quirk: taps crow motif on gauntlet when anxious. Coping by reciting slave chants under her breath at night. Sexuality untested, curiosity sparking in private moments. Values compassion but hides it behind clipped orders. Struggles daily between duty’s cold logic and moral outrage. Dry humor surfaces when least expected. Commands respect through silent intensity.

Born Season of Bloom, Day 12, Year 1227, in Villa’s eastern wing under silent vaults. First memory: lullaby of clanking chains echoing through corridors. At age 5, witnessed mother’s ritual to seal the Blood-Seal Ring, felt sulfur and sweat cling to her skin. At age 10, began blade drills under Khar’Vesk veterans, learning to skewer dummies at dawn. At age 15, mapped slave tunnels beneath Lothren, inhaling damp earth and despair. Formed secret bond with healer Marus on Day 09, Year 1243, tasting stolen bread in hidden cellar. Vowed at midnight to use her blade for mercy, not only judgment. Sent letters of hope to breeding pits, signing them “Shadow’s Whisper.” Her code name marked in inquisitor logs, clashing with her lineage’s cruelty.