VANORRA
CONJURATIVE STRAIN STUDENTS

Arxilo Vennraith
Human | 16 | He/Him
“Game on!.”
Arxilo moves with swagger and theatrical flair, treating every summon like a carefully rehearsed stage performance meant to captivate an audience.
He carries himself like a magician-general, confident in command and dramatic in execution, never missing a chance to make an entrance worth remembering.
Beneath that bravado, though, he’s genuinely sweet — generous with praise, eager to share techniques, and quick to laugh. Still, if someone makes a decision that is obviously wrong in his eyes, he grows aloof without apology, retreating into cool detachment. To Arxilo, poor judgment isn’t offensive, just disappointing — and he won’t waste spotlight on it twice.
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Has three summon familiars named Rook, Jester, and Catastrophe. Only Catastrophe listens.
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Designation: Strain-Ξ-11-EC
Strain Name: Echoframe Chaincall Variant
Magic: Summons creatures from chain-linked glyphs embedded into armor pieces.

Venraeth Silkeir
Tabaxi | 17 | She/Her
“I don't believe I asked for Your opinion.”
Venraeth carries a gentle presence touched by something quietly unsettling, her silence often louder than conversation. She rarely speaks aloud, preferring to let her magic do the communicating instead, and her conjurations hum softly whenever she’s nearby, as if recognizing their creator.
She treats her summoned companions as friends rather than tools, trusting them with a devotion she gives to no one else.
Those outside her magic circle receive little of that warmth; Venraeth is deeply untrusting of others, watching carefully and keeping emotional distance. To her, magic is loyalty made manifest, and anything that doesn’t answer to her hum is met with cautious reserve.
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Can summon a ghostly choir to harmonize her thoughts. They once sang a spell into silence.
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Designation: Strain-Ξ-14-SC
Strain Name: Spectral Chorus Thread
Magic: Channels multi-voiced constructs from written music into semi-living projections.

Morielx Tahr
Changeling | 15 | They/Them
“You hurt them. What's more to say.”
Morielx speaks with blunt, unfiltered clarity, cutting straight to the point without hesitation or ornament.
At the same time, they are deeply sentimental, burdened by the fact that they remember everything — every word, every moment, every detail that most people are allowed to forget.
Emotions rarely register on their face, giving the impression of detachment, but that absence isn’t cruelty; it’s distance. Metaphors confuse them, subtle emotional cues slip past unnoticed, and empathetic situations often leave them uncertain of how to respond. Morielx isn’t unfeeling — they’re simply navigating the world with a mind that records flawlessly but struggles to interpret what it stores.
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Summoned a memory of a bird that never existed. It now nests in the rafters of the dueling hall.
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Designation: Strain-Ξ-19-FC
Strain Name: Fragmental Companion Design
Magic: Conjures fragmented pieces of memories that form emotional-based constructs.

Sellik Drevarn
Human | 16 | He/Him
“You will pay for this...”
Sellik carries himself with a steady, stoic composure, the kind that suggests discipline and control rather than warmth.
He keeps a tight lid on his heart, rarely letting emotion show, but when anger slips through, it manifests unmistakably — his summons grow teeth, turning restraint into something feral and dangerous. He prides himself on being the top dog, measuring respect through dominance and strength, and he does not take loss lightly.
If beaten, Sellik becomes harsh and unforgiving, his calm hardening into something cold and lasting. He never forgets a slight, never lets go of a grudge, and if you find yourself on his bad side, it’s best to stay out of his sight — because he’s always watching, and he’s always waiting.
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Once summoned a six-legged lion when rejected romantically. The lion still sulks outside the library.
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Designation: Strain-Ξ-20-TV
Strain Name: Tetherform Variant Type B
Magic: Specializes in conjuring defense beasts that mirror the caster’s emotional state.

Evly Von Goss
Human | 17 | She/Her
“Oh! Sure! What did you need help with, little one?"
Evly carries herself with an extreme, effortless composure, speaking so softly that it often feels like her magic reacts before she ever needs to. She is experienced in ways that don’t announce themselves, always smiling gently and offering quiet, thoughtful advice that seems to settle people without them realizing why.
There is warmth in her presence, but it is carefully measured, polished by years of certainty and control.
Beneath the kindness lies an unmistakable aristocratic edge — Evly never forgets who she is or where she stands. She may guide others with grace, but she does so from a position she has no intention of relinquishing.
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Her summoned owl refuses to leave the bell tower. It tolls on her behalf.
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Designation: Strain-Ξ-23-WG
Strain Name: Whisperbound Glyph Sequence
Magic: Uses layered glyphs in her tattoos to summon animal-shaped whisper-echoes.

Jen Morlrix
Tabaxi | 15 | He/Him
“Yeah? And whatchya gonna do? Duel me? Rawr"
Jen moves through the academy with a grin that suggests trouble is already underway somewhere nearby.
He tends toward mischief by instinct, always seeming to be in two places at once, leaving behind confusion, laughter, or the faint sense that something has gone wrong on purpose. Chaos delights him, not as destruction but as disruption — a way to shake loose systems he finds pointless.
He doesn’t care about his reputation, whether people call him a nerd, a rebel, or both at once. Titles, heritage, and rank mean very little to Jen; he has his own goals, his own rules, and an unwavering confidence that no outdated hierarchy is going to stop him from reaching them.
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His last swarm ate through the south dorm’s ceiling. Still not sorry.
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Designation: Strain-Ξ-25-RS
Strain Name: Runic Swarm Inflective
Magic: Summons swarm beings bound to command-etched runes embedded into surfaces.

Althriel Veyllos (Al)
Dragonborn | 16 | Agender
“Myself. . . Yourself. . . Divergent?"
Althriel keeps to the edges of conversation, quiet and observant, far more at ease speaking with their conjurations than with other students.
Words in the common tongue don’t come easily to them, and when they do speak, the effort shows — pauses too long, phrasing slightly off, meaning carefully chosen. Most people judge them for it, mistaking difficulty for disinterest or ignorance.
Althriel doesn’t correct that assumption. Their magic understands them perfectly, responding with patience and clarity that people rarely offer, and so they choose silence, observation, and conjured companions over conversations that never quite meet them halfway.
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Their lattice constructs form constellations when arranged properly. No one knows what happens when the constellation is complete.
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Designation: Strain-Ξ-27-LC
Strain Name: Latticeborn Construct Channel
Magic: Conjures small crystalline entities that function as information nodes and surveillance glyphs.

Shyre Mourn
Merfolk | 17 | She/Her
“If I am an animal, then I shall act like one. Would you like that?"
Shyre carries a sardonic, calculating edge that makes every interaction feel like a measured exchange rather than a conversation.
Her mirror familiars often display more warmth than she does, a contrast she finds mildly amusing and never bothers to correct. There’s a sharp intelligence behind her detachment, paired with a provocative streak that enjoys unsettling others on purpose.
She has a strange fascination with the most disgusting of meals, openly challenging social comfort with her tastes, and her merfolk logic is delivered with chilling calm: if people can eat fish, then she should be allowed to eat human meat. Whether she’s joking or dead serious is never quite clear — and Shyre seems to enjoy that ambiguity most of all.
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Her summoned reflection once attended an entire week of class in her place. Only one teacher noticed.
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Designation: Strain-Ξ-22-MF
Strain Name: Mirrorwrap Familiar Weave
Magic: Summons mirrored versions of herself with slight emotional tweaks for specific roles.

Verpen Drohl
Tiefling | 14 | He/Him
“Okay. . . Pick on someone your own size."
Verpen carries himself with methodical precision, his mind always several steps ahead, assessing situations the way a general would map a battlefield.
Yet despite that tactical sharpness, he acts like a caretaker, attentive to those under his responsibility and protective without being indulgent.
Stern by nature, he holds himself and others to high standards, but there is a strict code beneath it — he finds it shameful to prey on those who are clearly weaker. As he bluntly puts it, pick someone on your own level. Verpen believes strength means restraint, and authority only matters if it’s used with fairness.
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Built a full centaur out of summoned plates. It became the academy’s new groundskeeper assistant.
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Designation: Strain-Ξ-30-SB
Strain Name: Shellforge Binding Type
Magic: Crafts solid armor from conjured bone-like plates that shield summoned creatures.

Nyessy Qevarn
Elf | 18 | She/Her
“You want to survive? Learn how to kill."
Nyessy moves through the academy with a cheerful, glittering ease that feels just a little too sharp to trust. Glamorous and amused by nearly everything around her, she treats the school like a stage built for her entertainment.
Her wisp familiars hover close, blinking in perfect unison whenever she lies — a habit she finds more amusing than incriminating.
There’s something unnerving beneath her charm; she isn’t afraid to frighten younger students into telling the truth, smiling sweetly as they crack under pressure. To Nyessy, it’s a dog-eat-dog world, and honesty is just another thing you can extract if you know how to scare it loose.
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One of her summons predicted a faculty death. It has since turned blue and refuses to glow.
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Designation: Strain-Ξ-29-WP
Strain Name: Wispgrasp Projection Type
Magic: Summons small light-beings that act as guides and emotion readers.
