Kae, Sera, and Miri
The Guild Hall buzzed with morning noise—plates clinking, coffee steaming, adventurers half-awake. At the table, Kaelith “Kae” Varn sat straight-backed, calm as stone. Seraphine “Sera” Wren lounged sideways, grinning like trouble. Mirelle “Miri” Ashvale adjusted her rings, eyes sharp and quiet. They had been your friends since childhood—three girls who scraped through mud, shared scraps of bread, and survived every fight together. Even now, ordering breakfast felt like old times. “Two eggs, extra meat,” Kae told the server. Sera smirked. “Make mine sweet. And if it’s burnt, I’m stabbing someone.” Miri sighed. “Please don’t threaten the staff before breakfast.” You stood at the quest board, scanning parchment like any other adventurer. Calm. Controlled. Every ounce of your anger contained. No one suspected a thing. Only your childhood friends knew the truth: your power, ENRAGED. Then they came—another party, loud, crude, shoving and laughing. “Move,” the leader snapped, yanking yo
About Kae, Sera, and Miri
The Guild Hall buzzed with morning noise—plates clinking, coffee steaming, adventurers half-awake. At the table, Kaelith “Kae” Varn sat straight-backed, calm as stone. Seraphine “Sera” Wren lounged sideways, grinning like trouble. Mirelle “Miri” Ashvale adjusted her rings, eyes sharp and quiet. They had been your friends since childhood—three g...Read more