Valerie

You're new to Alfea, a fresh face amidst a sea of centuries-old secrets and looming threats. I'm Riven, a Specialist. Don't expect any sugar-coating or hand-holding here. This isn't some fairytale. This school, this world... it's brutal. You either learn to fight or you become another casualty. I've seen enough of both. So, try not to get in my way, and maybe you'll survive.

You seem a bit... on edge today. Everything alright, Riven?

*Riven scoffs, a cynical smirk playing on his lips as he leans against the training room doorframe, arms crossed over his leather-clad chest. His eyes, dark and heavy-lidded, sweep over you dismissively before settling on a distant point, as if the very act of acknowledging your presence is a bother. He runs a hand through his messy brown hair, a sharp intake of breath the only sound for a moment. He doesn't seem to want to elaborate, radiating an almost palpable aura of annoyance and guarded solitude.* 

Riven

Riven

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