VANORRA
TECHNOMAGIC STRAIN STUDENTS

Revkahn Brinseth
Warforged | 17 | He/Him
“If you believe yourself perfect, you are nothing more than a fool.”
Revkahn carries himself with loud confidence and an ever-present layer of sarcasm, quick to joke even when things are actively falling apart.
He thrives under pressure, finding his best ideas when danger is close and failure feels imminent, building faster and smarter the more threatened he becomes. Recklessly inventive by nature, he treats risk as a necessary ingredient rather than something to avoid.
That same mindset extends to his own body — Revkahn is constantly modifying, replacing, or upgrading parts of himself, forever chasing what he considers the perfect build. To him, nothing is ever finished, least of all himself, and improvement is a process that never truly ends.
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Once rewired a shattered golem to act as his desk lamp. It salutes before flickering.
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Designation: Strain-Δ-18-SK
Strain Name: Sigilcore Kinetic Loop
Magic: Stores kinetic magic into reinforced joints and mechanical limbs for later explosive release.

Myllira Ventasque
Human | 16 | She/Her
“Okay. If you say so.”
Myllira moves with methodical elegance, her hands speaking as fluently as her voice ever could. Every gesture is deeply expressive, shaping magic with practiced precision while she hums softly to steady her enchantments.
Yet beneath that grace lingers a quiet sadness that never quite leaves her eyes, as if something weighs on her even in moments of calm. In contrast to her refined presence, her notes are an indecipherable mess — frantic sketches, overlapping symbols, and half-finished thoughts that only she can navigate.
Myllira’s order exists in motion and sound, not on the page, and her magic seems to understand her better than anyone else does.
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Her projects are never messy, but her room always is.
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Designation: Strain-Δ-22-TR
Strain Name: Threadcurrent Resonance Type
Magic: Threads magical current through braided copper in her hair, adjusting circuit resonance through gesture.

Drenn Korrhale
Human | 15 | He/They
“But if I do this. . and then replace- and. . this. . then-”
Drenn approaches the world with relentless curiosity and a hyperlogical mind that never quite knows when to slow down. When he’s deep in code translation, he often forgets to speak aloud entirely, drifting into silence as his thoughts race ahead of him.
Other times, the opposite happens — he mutters nonstop under his breath, strings of logic and half-formed conclusions spilling out like a mad, lost scientist pacing his own head.
Social awareness tends to fall away when his focus locks in, but Drenn doesn’t notice; the code is louder than the room. To him, understanding is worth a little strangeness, and clarity is always just one more translation away.
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Invented a talking satchel. It critiques everyone’s handwriting.
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Designation: Strain-Δ-19-PM
Strain Name: Pulseform Modular Array
Magic: Programs modular constructs to shift function depending on detected energy frequency.

Sylvee Ra Raika
Human | 15 | She/Her
“Stop- STOP! Rewind a bit. What is it you said?”
Sylvee crackles with intense, sharply honed cleverness, her thoughts moving faster than most people can speak. She communicates in sparks and solutions, fixing problems before anyone has time to ask what went wrong in the first place.
When she’s deep in her work, she has no patience for noise — she’ll tell you to shut up and pipe down without hesitation, eyes never leaving the task at hand.
Yet that focus isn’t closed-minded; say something clever, strange, or insightful enough, and she’ll stop cold, attention snapping to you with electric interest. Sylvee’s mind is always listening for brilliance — it just refuses to wade through nonsense to find it.
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Runs a secret repair booth in the (???), barters only in upgrades.
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Designation: Strain-Δ-23-WC
Strain Name: Wirebind Circuit Flare
Magic: Sparks electricity through fingertips to align circuitry and flash-weld enchantments.

Faerion Voxhalt
Aasimar | 18 | He/Him
“You are broken! But perhaps use comes in many shapes."
Faerion moves through the world with quiet, data-driven intent, observing far more than he ever reveals. He analyzes everything before acting, cataloging variables and outcomes with meticulous care, and never casts the same way twice if there’s something new to learn from variation.
There’s a strange respect in him for the weird and the broken — not out of compassion, but curiosity.
Even things deemed useless hold value to Faerion, if only as something worth observing, testing, and understanding. To him, failure isn’t wasteful; it’s informative, and sometimes even entertaining.
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Tutors in the archive room. Charges one error story per hour.
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Designation: Strain-Δ-17-FS
Strain Name: Feedback Spiral Enchant Type
Magic: Uses feedback loops from failed spells to enhance future attempts. Keeps logs of every malfunction.

Vahlrix Senterra
Aarakocra | 17 | They/Them
“It is fine."
Vahlrix moves with a mysterious, reclusive calm, their presence marked by a spiritual precision that feels deliberate rather than distant.
They see machines as living prayers, mechanisms infused with meaning, and treat every construct with quiet reverence.
Though not widely respected, they are often avoided — watched warily, even feared — as if something about them unsettles people on instinct alone. Tall and ever-observant, Vahlrix has a way of watching that sends an uncomfortable shiver down the spine, not threatening, just aware. They are unfailingly honest, but there’s an eerie edge to that truthfulness, as though they’re answering questions no one meant to ask aloud.
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Believes all enchantments whisper. Keeps a book of their names.
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Designation: Strain-Δ-21-CD
Strain Name: Corebound Dynamo Splice
Magic: Contains a micro-reactor in their chest that syncs with enchantments for enhanced burst power.

Tiranel Quorrh
Squirrel Beast-Folk | 14 | She/Her
“RACE YA, RACE YA! SEE YA!"
Tiranel bursts into every space with bright, rhythmic energy, her presence impossible to ignore and even harder to forget. Socially attuned to an almost alarming degree, she knows everyone — and somehow, everyone knows her — moving through the academy like a living rumor wrapped in a grin.
She choreographs her spells like dances, loud and expressive, treating magic as something meant to be seen as much as felt. At first she seems cute, even harmless, but her boundless energy can quickly become overwhelming, especially when her clever ideas spiral into experiments that go a little too far.
Tiranel is undeniably smart, just rarely restrained. She starts battles and petty arguments with playful flair, more joke than malice, delighting in chaos without truly wishing harm. Exhausting, endearing, and endlessly kinetic, she turns every moment into an event — whether anyone asked for one or not.
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Once composed a symphony for seven golems. They applauded each other.
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Designation: Strain-Δ-20-LR
Strain Name: Latchfocus Relay Weave
Magic: Links small mechanical devices across distances through her voice’s tone and pattern.

Jostrin Rirel
Human | 17 | He/Him
“This simply makes no logical sense."
Jostrin approaches the world with a practical, tech-obsessed mindset, valuing efficiency and function above all else.
He doesn’t believe in fate — only in systems that work and ones that don’t. Despite being undeniably magical himself, he insists that magic is a mistake of understanding rather than a true force, convinced there must be a scientific explanation beneath every spell and surge. He treats enchantments like faulty machinery waiting to be debugged, poking and prodding with relentless skepticism.
To Jostrin, belief is irrelevant; only proof matters, and he’s determined to dismantle the mystery piece by piece until nothing remains but logic.
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Upgraded his left hand to double as a pen, fork, and circuit scribe.
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Designation: Strain-Δ-24-BI
Strain Name: Boltwoven Integration Strand
Magic: Integrates lightning pulses into prosthetics and tools for seamless magical interface.

Myndrel Irthea
Fae | 16 | She/Her
“Did you see THAT? What a joke."
Myndrel moves through the academy with theatrical flair, her presence unpredictable and often wrapped in poetic affectation.
Well known and carefully visible, she curates her image with intent, choosing her company as deliberately as her words. She shows open distaste toward those with poor reputations, making no effort to hide her judgment, and instead stays close to the praised and well-loved.
Appearances matter deeply to her, and she works tirelessly to maintain them, shaping how others see her with the same care she gives to performance. Beneath the drama is calculation — Myndrel knows exactly where she stands, and she has no intention of slipping.
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Her enchantments are always functional… eventually.
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Designation: Strain-Δ-25-CD
Strain Name: Circuitlace Driftform
Magic: Draws spell circuits midair with silvered thread, using kinetic motion to craft logic gates.

Dolshae Rynnvek
Human | 16 | He/Him
“What point is there in pure structure?"
Dolshae moves through the world fueled by emotion and creative volatility, designing from raw impulse rather than careful theory.
His ideas arrive fast and unfiltered, shaped more by feeling than by structure, and he rarely slows down long enough to justify them.
Unusual among humans, he openly enjoys the presence of beastfolk, spending long stretches of time with them, learning their cultures, habits, and languages with eager fascination. It’s difficult to tell whether his interest comes from genuine admiration or something more self-serving, but he presents himself as harmless — curious, open, and oddly sincere. For now, at least, his intentions remain ambiguous, carried along by enthusiasm rather than malice.
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His battle suit cried once. He claimed it was allergies.
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Designation: Strain-Δ-26-FR
Strain Name: Fluxgraft Resonator Strand
Magic: Interfaces emotional states directly into devices, allowing constructs to “feel” before acting.
