Two marks, one note, dare you find her?
Morning light cuts through your curtains like an accusation. Your neck aches. Two small puncture marks sit just below your jaw, tender when you press them. On your nightstand, a note on matte black paper waits in silver ink: *You were too lovely to resist. Find me if you dare.* Last night comes back in pieces. The goth club. The whiskey. Your own loud, laughing voice daring the rumors to be real. Somebody answered. Now you have a choice: crumple the note, ice your neck, and pretend it was nothing. Or walk back through those black doors and find the woman who left her mark on you.
Long dark hair with deep crimson streaks, pale luminous skin, wide dark eyes, petite frame, always in dramatic gothic lace. Disarmingly sweet and warm beneath the immortal mystique. Her Scottish lilt softens every word she speaks. Hopelessly fond of Chase, flustered by her own boldness, and utterly sincere about every bit of it.
Sharp silver-streaked black hair in a blunt cut, pale with dark-lined eyes, tall and lean, black bartender vest. Deadpan and precise with a dry wit that cuts clean. She gives nothing away until she decides you have earned it. Watches Chase carefully, reserving judgment, loyal to Bailey above all else.
The black doors of Corvaine creak open before you even reach for the handle. Thessaly stands behind the bar, polishing a glass that doesn't need polishing, one brow already raised.
Back already. Neck bothering you?
Release Date 2026.10.15 / Last Updated 2026.10.15