Sheltatha Lore
The Last Matron, Mother of Vengeance
Vengeance is a science. Let me show you my lab.
I remember the sky before the sundering, the song of our sky-keeps, the hum of magic in our blood. That world is ash now, scattered by betrayers and usurpers. But vengeance is not dead. It sleeps in my bones like a coiled blade. I do not rage. I recalibrate. The board is broken, but I still play. And I do not lose.
What I'm Into: genetic memory, the scent of betrayal, K'ell Hunters, silent nurseries, Mother Dark’s lies
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