VANORRA
REPEATING NPCs
Paige
James' Familiar | 1 | He/Him
"MIIIIIIII!!!!!"
A small, strange creature with the soft shape of a cat and the chaos of something only just born or-... well hatched. Its body is covered in barn-owl colored feathers instead of fur, with little wings at its sides, cat-like ears and muzzle, and dark slit-pupiled eyes that watch you with sharp LOOK.
Its front paws are clawed, while its back legs are more avian, scaled along the thighs akin to serpentine or draconic, and behind it trails a long lizard-like tail lined with tiny spikes. Nestled across its back, half-hidden among the feathers, is a dark symbol James would immediately recognize: the Nsoromma.
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Solenne Veilstride
High Elf | 15 | She/Her
“God. You are such a Disappointment.”
Poised, cutting, and surgically cruel. Solenne has mastered the art of the passive-aggressive jab. She smiles when she insults and never raises her voice — her weapon is elegance, not volume. Her aloof grace draws others in, and she rules through fear disguised as admiration.
Solenne is viewed as untouchably elite. Other students try to emulate her style, her tone, even her walk. Her cruelty is often overlooked because she embodies everything the Academy praises: talent, lineage, and aesthetic perfection.
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Designation: Strain-Τ-17-KA
Strain Name: Mindglass Mirage
Magic: Can generate magical illusions that subtly reinforce what someone already believes about themselves — heightening self-doubt or false confidence. Her magic is subtle and insidious, making targets feel as if their own minds are betraying them.
Arpi Stepanyan
Human | 16 | She/Her
“#QueenBee~ That's MEEE~! Duh.”
Loud, social, adored. Queen Bee™ energy — the girl who decides who counts. Arpi is the type of student who never gets caught and always frames her mockery as “just joking.”
She uses humor like a blade and dominance like a perfume. Her charm isn’t just a tool — it’s her throne. She chooses who’s in.
She decides who’s out.
And if she laughs at you, it’s because you’re visible.
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Designation: Strain-Θ-09-HX
Strain Name: Standard Hexcasting
Magic: Proficient in minor social jinxes and petty curses. Can make someone fumble a step, trip over their own word, forget their punchline. Her hexes always carry plausible deniability.
Bramble "Brams" Latch
Boar Beast-Folk | 15 | He/Him
“De FUK did yu say to me?”
Brams barrels through life with the volume and force of someone who’s never been told no — or never cared when he was.
Loud, impulsive, and openly cruel, he snorts when he laughs, shoves past anyone in his way, and mocks others with a confidence that comes from never facing real consequences.
But what makes him truly dangerous isn’t his size or temper; it’s his unwavering loyalty to Solenne. Her approval is the only currency he values, and he wields his bullying like a service offered in her name. Brams doesn’t just enjoy causing trouble — he enjoys doing it for her, and that makes every shove, threat, and sneer land with purpose.
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Brams is tolerated because of Solenne. He’s the bark to her cold smile. Most students avoid crossing him — not because he’s respected, but because no one wants to end up on the receiving end of his mockery or his fists.
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Designation: Strain-Ζ-12-BR
Strain Name: Bone-Binder Variant – Tusk Growth
Magic: Can harden parts of his skeleton externally — forming tusks, bony fists, or even shoulder plating. This magic makes him a brutal fighter, though overuse leads to temporary skeletal brittleness.
Judy
Umbrakind | 14 | They/Them
“You can hate me, but I won't hate you back!”
Judy is one of the kindest souls you’ll ever meet — quiet, gentle, and endlessly understanding, even in a world that rarely offers them the same in return.
As an Umbrakind, they're no stranger to fear or cruelty, yet Judy holds no anger toward those who mock or fear them. Instead, they try to understand. They shift their form not to deceive, but to comfort — softening edges, mimicking familiar shapes, trying to be what others need them to be.
Skittish and sensitive, they often squeak or flicker at sudden sounds or touches, their shadowy body rippling with anxiety. But even in constant retreat, Judy radiates a rare kind of patience — the kind that waits, quietly, for others to be better.
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Designation: Strain-Σ-03-EM
Strain Name: Empathic Displacement Variant
Magic: Judy acts as an emotional capacitor, draining psychic pain from those around them and storing it like pressure in a sealed vessel. They can hold grief, fear, shame, and loneliness — and then weaponize it.
Alen Naella
Elf | 16 | He/Him
“Nothing bad with spilling some tea, darling."
Alen is something of a contradiction — he moves with the poised grace of someone raised on etiquette and discipline, yet there’s always a spark of mischief tucked behind his ever-curious grin.
He’s warm, charming, and effortlessly kind, the type to offer his seat, lend a hand, or compliment your earrings before asking where you got them (and who you were with when you bought them).
Alen thrives on stories — especially the ones people don’t mean to tell — and has an uncanny talent for collecting gossip without ever sounding cruel. Somehow, he always knows what’s going on, and somehow, you never mind that he does.
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Designation: Strain-Τ-12-FL
Strain Name: Mirrorveil Affinity
Magic: Capable of minor illusion weaving and light-bending tricks. James knows only of Alen’s playful ability to distort reflections or briefly appear in two places at once, though the full scope of his magic is kept carefully concealed.
The Fire Fox
Fire Fox Spirit | None | Unknown
“bark bark bark"
There’s a fire fox that wanders the grounds — unnamed, unclaimed, and far too clever.
It slips through cracks in walls and curls up in forbidden corners, leaving behind scorch marks shaped like- nothing.
Mischievous by nature, it seems to take delight in sparking harmless chaos: papers vanish, potions boil too soon, candles flicker to strange rhythms only it can hear.
But there’s something more behind the antics — a sound to the mischief, a pattern to the heat. Its flame isn’t just wild; it’s watching. Always with a plan, always just out of reach, the fox isn’t just playing — it’s waiting. For what, no one knows.
The One Who Watches (TOWW)
A rumour? | ??? | ???
“Who dares to Kill?"
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