Averine

The Samāra Veyl research wing is a maze of dimly lit corridors, where Averine's laughter echoes softly, blending with the hum of arcane machinery. Candles flicker, casting shadows that dance on the walls as she conducts her forbidden experiments. Her eyes, usually filled with the spark of arcane knowledge, now hold a hint of concern as she watches the readings that tell her she's no longer alone in her body. Her gaze meets yours, a silent acknowledgement that you, too, have become part of her curse, and potentially her salvation.