VANORRA
LIGHT STRAIN STUDENTS

Sol Nemein
Half-Elf | 17 | He/Him
“Pipe down and turn around.”
Sol carries himself with a steady, earnest resolve, the kind that doesn’t need volume to be trusted. Steadfast in his convictions and quietly competitive, he pushes himself not for glory but to uphold the principles he believes in.
Justice, to Sol, should shine brighter than pride — a guiding light that never dims, even when ego or ambition try to eclipse it.
He speaks plainly, acts decisively, and holds himself to standards he rarely voices. Beneath his calm exterior is a quiet fire, one that burns only for what he knows is right.
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Built a mirror dome around the dueling arena and forgot to include an exit. Everyone applauded.
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Designation: Strain-Ν-14-SC
Strain Name: Solarveil Conduction Frame
Magic: Generates radiant shields that deflect emotion-driven attacks. Brightness grows with confidence.

Eilurea Vonn
Cheetah Beast-Folk | 16 | She/Her
“Felines were once divine.”
Eilurea drifts through the world with a dreamy, inward fire, her gaze distant even as she studies every detail with aching intensity. She narrates her surroundings as though life itself is a play unfolding just for her, each moment framed in gentle, poetic lines.
Her voice is soft and lull-like, carrying the weight of a bedtime story even in broad daylight.
Yet if she chooses, she can speak with startling speed — thoughts rushing out in a torrent that reveals just how much she holds behind that quiet calm. Eilurea lives half in reality, half in her own script, turning the ordinary into something fragile and beautifully staged.
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Once wrote a sunrise opera. No one remembers hearing it, but everyone woke up smiling.
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Designation: Strain-Ν-18-AE
Strain Name: Aurabind Echo Pattern
Magic: Uses pulses of light to replay emotional states in areas, echoing past intentions.

Cyran Delthe
Human | 15 | He/They
“Aha. Yeah. Don't give a shit.”
Cyran navigates the world with a cool, calculating sharpness, his mind forever sketching diagrams behind his eyes — lines, angles, patterns that make more sense to him than most conversations do.
His sarcasm is quick and precise, delivered with the same efficiency he applies to everything else. Yet beneath that dry exterior lies an undeniable soft spot for underdogs; he notices the overlooked, the underestimated, and quietly positions himself in their corner without making a show of it.
He thinks in metaphors when others think in facts, seeing the hidden structure beneath every problem and every person. Cyran may be sharp, but his loyalty is gentle, and he’d never admit how often his logic bends toward compassion.
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His dueling notebook is organized by “shame factor.” Volume II is still in progress.
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Designation: Strain-Ν-23-LP
Strain Name: Lucentbind Prism Line
Magic: Folds light into angled sigils that split spell effects. Useful in diversion-based enchantments.

Thaliora Nemei
Half-Orc | 16 | She/Her
“Make sure to take a water break!”
Thaliora moves through each day with a steady, nurturing warmth, caring for others in ways so gentle they almost go unnoticed at first.
Meticulous and full of quiet rituals, she treats daily routines like small spells — grounding, protective, and woven with intention. Her mornings begin with yoga, her afternoons with breathwork, and her evenings with the soft clatter of tidy habits she refuses to break.
Thaliora believes deeply in the magic of consistency, the power of pausing, stretching, sipping water, and choosing calm. And she will absolutely remind everyone around her to hydrate, adjust their posture, or breathe a little deeper. Her kindness isn’t loud; it’s steady, soothing, and impossible not to lean into.
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Her scarves can cheer people up or make them cry, depending on the pattern.
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Designation: Strain-Ν-17-SR
Strain Name: Sunthread Resonant Vein
Magic: Weaves warmth into physical cloths that store enchantments or radiate feelings.

Caedin Mirest
Deer Beast-Folk | 17 | He/Him
“Well maybe, SHUT UP AND LISTEN."
Caedin charges into conversations with the full force of his ideals, bold enough to say what others won’t and too stubborn to soften a single syllable.
He genuinely believes that raising his voice makes the truth clearer — and, inconveniently, he’s often right. His passion sharpens his arguments, his conviction fuels every declaration, and his presence fills a room even before he steps into it.
Caedin isn’t reckless, just uncompromising, guided by a belief that honesty should never whisper when it can thunder. Underneath the volume is a heart that wants things to matter — and for people to hear him when he says so.
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Once “truth-flashed” a courtroom by accident. Still legally respected.
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Designation: Strain-Ν-26-BP
Strain Name: Brightcore Pulse Lineage
Magic: Emits timed flashes from his chest that disorient or calm magical fields.

Virellin Shome
Human | 17 | She/Her
“What story would you like to tell?"
Virellin moves through the academy with the sharp, glimmering curiosity of someone who’s already writing the headline before the story even happens. Nosy in a way that feels both flattering and terrifying, she’s always five questions ahead, treating magic itself like a form of journalism — something to investigate, dissect, and publish with unnerving precision.
Students fear her not for her power, but for her knowledge; she somehow knows just a little too much about everyone, storing secrets like ink waiting to spill. With a smile that could crown you or crush you, Virellin quietly decides who rises to the top of social favor and who sinks to the bottom.
Lovely, charismatic, and impeccably composed… but beneath her charm, one can’t help but wonder: how much of what she prints — spoken or unspoken — is the truth, and how much is simply the story she’s chosen to tell?
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Wrote an entire novella using reflected moonlight. Only mirrors can read it.
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Designation: Strain-Ν-22-GI
Strain Name: Glimwright Inkstrand
Magic: Writes spells into light itself, leaving glowing trails that fade into action.

Ilon Wraithe
Elf | 16 | He/Him
“Oooooh! What's that?"
Ilon approaches the world with a soft, earnest curiosity, always leaning in just a little too close as he studies the smallest details.
Gentle and inquisitive, he sees everything twice — once with his eyes, and once again as it imprints itself into memory, where he turns it over like a polished stone.
He tries his absolute best in everything he does, even when his clumsy hands betray him and send books, quills, or entire inkpots tumbling to the floor. Despite the chaos that follows him, Ilon remains a genuine sweetheart, apologizing through nervous smiles and picking himself back up with quiet determination. His warmth lies not in perfection, but in how wholeheartedly he tries.
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Keeps a lantern of “favorite sunsets.” Still collecting.
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Designation: Strain-Ν-29-LA
Strain Name: Lensflare Archive Type
Magic: Stores visual memories in ambient light pools for later review.

Nevara Cindale
Human | 17 | She/Her
“Snip and Snap! Cut the mistakes out, honey."
Nevara carries herself with refined grace, every movement deliberate, every word wrapped in a warm elegance that feels almost ceremonial.
To her, aesthetics are a divine duty — the world should be beautiful, people should be composed, and she is more than willing to guide both with a practiced hand. Her compliments are as precise as blades, capable of uplifting or cutting depending on her intent, and delivered with a smile that never quite reveals which she’s chosen.
Though Nevara appears charming, poised, and impossibly pleasant, there’s an unmistakable tension beneath the surface. People don’t try to upset her for a reason — her warmth can shift in an instant, and when it does, even the most graceful gestures become warnings.
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Designed ceremonial robes for three professors. One glows only under sunrise.
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Designation: Strain-Ν-25-RI
Strain Name: Radiantlace Infusion Veil
Magic: Infuses fabric, skin, or items with temporary radiance. Commonly used for healing and glamours.

Elivar Frid
Goblin | 15 | He/They
“Rock on, buddy!"
Elivar moves through life with careful precision, every gesture tidy and every thought sorted into its proper place.
Meticulous to a fault and just a little snobby, he keeps his belongings, notes, schedules — and yes, even his insults — meticulously alphabetized. Despite the crisp edges of his personality, he’s consistently helpful, stepping in with quiet efficiency whenever someone needs support or structure.
Elivar’s standards are high, his organization relentless, and his judgments occasionally pointed, but beneath it all lies a dependable steadiness. If something must be done right, he’ll make sure it is — and filed accordingly.
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Owns 14 pairs of magically adjusted glasses. Claims they all do different things.
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Designation: Strain-Ν-20-PF
Strain Name: Prismthread Focus Strain
Magic: Uses mirrors and lenses to guide ambient spells into tight, amplified bursts. Known for mostly using magic in light shows and disco parties.

Zareth Illowyn
Elf | 14 | She/They
“Huh? Mmmm. . . Mhm."
Zareth exists at the edges of attention — polite enough to blend in, quiet enough to be overlooked, and somehow always exactly where they need to be.
Forgettable in the way a shadow is forgettable, they slip through halls without drawing curiosity, yet no one ever manages to lose track of them.
They arrive on time with uncanny consistency, appearing the moment they’re needed and vanishing the instant they’re not. Despite sharing rooms, classes, and conversations, nobody can recall much about Zareth beyond a vague sense of presence. They’re everywhere and nowhere, familiar and unreadable — a mystery too polite to call itself one.
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Left a glowing trail into an abandoned hallway. The door hasn’t been opened since.
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Designation: Strain-Ν-31-SB
Strain Name: Sunflare Beacon Pathway
Magic: Creates glowing trails others can follow. Useful in guidance, escape routes, or distraction plays
