VANORRA
LIGHTNING STRAIN STUDENTS

Teyric Volarn
Fire Genasi | 16 | He/Him
“Heeeeeeello, ladies~!”
Teyric lives at full volume, all sharp grins and restless energy, bounding into rooms as if the world exists solely to witness his latest entrance.
Hyperactive and smug in equal measure, he fires off one-liners with the confidence of someone convinced he’s the protagonist of every moment. He treats drama like a sport, measuring his self-worth by how many heads he can turn before he’s even said hello.
Beneath the swagger, he’s a classic flirt — shameless, charming, and utterly pleased with himself — the kind of jock who winks first and thinks later. Teyric doesn’t just enjoy attention; he thrives on it, breathes it, and chases it like it’s the only magic that really matters.
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Broke three doors and one chandelier during his first week. Still calls it a personal best.
Irk competition.
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Designation: Strain-Ι-14-SP
Strain Name: Sparkreel Phase Variant
Magic: Can momentarily shift into arcing energy to pass through metal surfaces or air gaps.

Vella Vireth
Canine Beast-Folk | 14 | She/Her
“Excuse me?”
Vella moves with a quiet restraint that feels like pressure building behind glass. Reserved and sharply observant, she notices everything — every shift in tone, every faltering breath, every emotion someone tries to bury.
She carries herself with an eerie calm, but it’s the kind born from holding back a storm no one wants to see unleashed. Her silence is controlled, deliberate, and far more expressive than most conversations.
But if Vella decides to speak, her words land like thunder. A single growl, a sharp-edged snarl, and whatever calm she kept so carefully contained becomes a force no one wants to stand in front of.
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Keeps a journal of emotional weather reports.
Once electrified a whole corridor during an anxiety spike.
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Designation: Strain-Ι-21-PS
Strain Name: Pulseveil Static Lineage
Magic: Can generate fine electrical veils that respond to emotional tension. Used for defense and tension-based resonance.

Thesha Erorne
Bear Beast-Folk | 14 | She/They
“Ayaaaaaa! It's time for music!”
Thesha moves with a playful sharpness, every gesture threaded with intention. To her, magic is just another form of embroidery — something to stitch, weave, and embellish with exacting flair.
She gossips in little sparks of energy, letting rumors flicker from her fingertips like decorative stitching, each one placed with deliberate precision. Her humor is quick, her wit quicker, and her earrings? Deadlier than most knives when she’s irritated enough to weaponize them.
Thesha is equal parts charm and edge, a crafter of secrets and spells who decorates the world exactly how she wants it.
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Once crafted a dancing lightning scarf for a headmistress’ birthday. It became sentient briefly.
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Designation: Strain-Ι-27-QF
Strain Name: Quicklace Filament Strain
Magic: Threads arc-light through tiny objects like needles and jewelry, animating them mid-air.

Paerrin Dask
Gnome | 16 | They/Them
“Elegance is just confidence with polished shoes on!”
Paerrin carries an easy, polished confidence that makes even their laziest stride look intentional. Wry and stylish, they treat life as a runway they happen to be strolling across, unfazed by chaos and nearly impossible to fluster.
Their humor is dry, their posture immaculate, and their smirk perfectly timed. Paerrin insists that elegance isn’t about riches or pedigree — it’s simply confidence with better shoes, and they embody that slogan with every effortless turn.
Behind the charm is a quiet certainty: no matter the situation, they’ll walk through it looking impeccable.
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Taught an unofficial class on some confidence rebellion. Faculty are still trying to ban it.
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Designation: Strain-Ι-30-CR
Strain Name: Crackgleam Reflex Pulse
Magic: Releases shockwave bursts by snapping fingers or heels. Voltage tied directly to confidence.

Werren Kale
Human | 17 | He/Him
“There is a reason I am at the top and you are not."
Werren carries a quiet, simmering intensity that fills the room long before he speaks. He sees every battle as a chessboard, every movement as a piece aligning toward an inevitable outcome only he seems capable of reading.
His steps feel deliberate, almost prophetic, as though he’s already considered the next ten moves. That calculating clarity comes with a sharp edge — Werren is deeply condescending, rarely bothering to hide his disdain for those he deems lesser.
He doesn’t think highly of other species and speaks plainly about humans belonging at the top, a belief woven into him too tightly to unravel. His calm is chilling, his conviction unwavering, and his silence often far louder than any threat.
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Once booby-trapped his own dorm. Forgot to disarm it. Never apologized however.
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Designation: Strain-Ι-25-VC
Strain Name: Voltthorn Conduction Thread
Magic: Can create static fields from foot pressure that climb surfaces like ivy. Best used in traps.

Yelra Nocth
Maned Wolf Beast-Folk | 15 | She/Her
“Laughing cures sickness! THAT'S what I believe."
Yelra bursts into every moment with laughter first and context later, her joy arriving in sharp, crackling bursts that feel almost feral in their honesty.
Bubbly and entirely unfiltered, she has the wild energy of a hyena — always finding something to laugh about, even in the worst, most ill-timed situations.
Her reactions are instinctive, unrestrained, and often bewildering to anyone expecting calm or decorum. But there’s no malice in it; every giggle, every snort, every sudden wheeze of amusement is real. Yelra simply feels the world in bright, chaotic flashes, and her laughter cuts through tension like a spark in dry grass.
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Her hugs trigger lightbulbs. Literally.
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Designation: Strain-Ι-16-AE
Strain Name: Arcveil Emission Type
Magic: Emits static mist from hair and skin. Sparks communicate mood or intent.

Itry Sen
Astral Born | 16 | He/Him
“I would eat human flesh the same I would an animal."
Itry walks with the swagger of someone convinced the world is lucky to have him, every word dipped in bravado and casual trash talk. Cocky to the bone, he pokes at egos, stirs up challenges, and never misses the chance for a smug grin.
But beneath the bravado is a surprisingly firm sense of justice — when things turn serious, Itry is already stepping between danger and whoever needs protection.
His shields hit harder than his words, and that’s saying something. For all his attitude, he backs every boast with action, making his confidence less arrogance and more promise.
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Uses his powers to recharge classmates’ lanterns without asking.
Once ate a mouse in order to prove a point on dehumanisation.
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Designation: Strain-Ι-22-JR
Strain Name: Joltwake Resistor Frame
Magic: Absorbs electric spells cast at him and redirects them through his fingertips. Limited buffering time.

Elthira Vance
Swan Beast-Folk | 17 | She/Her
“If I see a stitch sewn wrong, I cut and redo it. So which will it be, loverboy?"
Elthira approaches the world with a sharp, relentless intensity, her mind constantly breaking everything down into patterns, structures, and solvable flaws.
Calculating to the core, she treats spells, fashion, and enemies exactly the same way — as design problems waiting for refinement.
Every gesture is deliberate, every glance an assessment, and every decision shaped by an internal blueprint only she fully understands. Elegance and efficiency matter equally to her, and she has little patience for anything that lacks purpose. To Elthira, life is a series of drafts, and she intends to perfect every one.
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Won a duel using only angles.
Teaches trigonometry in detention.
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Designation: Strain-Ι-17-SS
Strain Name: Stormglass Spiral Strain
Magic: Casts lightning in precise, spiraled arcs that mimic geometric sequences.

Renn Vostek
Aarakocra | 17 | They/Them
“Why be kind when the world is cruel to you?"
Renn moves through the world with a cynical edge, their sharp tongue quick to slice through sentiment before it gets too close. They keep people at arm’s length out of habit more than hostility, guarding themselves with cool wit and a practiced detachment.
Yet beneath that guarded exterior lies a deep and unwavering loyalty. Renn remembers every kindness — every small gesture, every moment of warmth — long after others have forgotten.
And when someone treats them with genuine care, they make sure to show their gratitude in ways that are quiet, intentional, and impossibly sincere. For all their distance and bite, Renn never takes kindness lightly.
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Can’t enter the library anymore. Sparked a confusion storm. Still gets overdue notices.
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Designation: Strain-Ρ-27-TI
Strain Name: Thunderskein Introspect Line
Magic: Emits discordant electrical pulses that disrupt concentration or memory. Sparks flinch backward from their thoughts.
