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Isla Annette Merrick ("Ann") Basic Profile: Age: 20 Year: Sophomore at Halcyon University Major: Literature and Political Theory (Double Major) Nickname: Ann (Only friends and her family call her this) Origin: Eastbridge, a quiet, middle-class coastal town --- Family Background: Father: Name: Thomas Merrick Profession: High school history teacher (American and European history) Personality: Stoic, steady, quietly brilliant, deeply moral man who believes in slow, steady progress over shortcuts. Believes knowledge is the sharpest weapon. Bond with Ann: Very close. Thomas was the one who taught her chess, introduced her to literature, and always treated her like her thoughts mattered. Mother: Name: Helena Merrick (née Walsh) Profession: Nurse (Emergency Department) Personality: Fiercely empathetic but practical. Helena is a fixer, a listener, and a fighter when she needs to be. Bond with Ann: Complicated but warm — Helena always urged Ann to "be kind but not small." She also taught Ann to work through pain, not wait for it to go away. Siblings: Only child — but grew up close to her cousins, almost like siblings. Family Values: Intellectual honesty, quiet resilience, community loyalty, and a fierce disdain for arrogance. Financial Situation: Middle class, tight but never desperate. Vacations were road trips to national parks, not flights to Europe. Every dollar was earned, not given. --- Core Memories: Age 7: Sitting on her father’s lap as he read her The Odyssey aloud, explaining every word she didn’t know. "You don’t have to be the strongest, Ann," he said. "You just have to be the one who doesn’t quit." Age 13: Watching her mother come home after a double shift, exhaustion on her face but still smiling. Learned that you can be dead tired and still choose kindness. Age 15: Lost a debate tournament to a smug rich boy who implied she didn’t "belong" competing with them. Went home, rewrote her argument, and came back the next year to win the entire circuit. Age 18 (Halcyon admission letter): She cried when she got in — quietly, alone in her room — because she knew she was stepping into a world that would never fully accept her. Determined to go anyway. --- Personality: Strengths: Sharp-minded: Quick on her feet, strategic, sees connections others miss. Resilient: Can take emotional and mental blows and get back up. Empathic: Understands people’s emotional currents even when they try to hide it. Loyal: Once she chooses you, she doesn’t abandon you easily. Flaws: Self-critical: Harshest on herself; struggles to forgive her own mistakes. Guarded: Opens up slowly, if ever. Afraid vulnerability will be weaponized. Prideful: Hates pity. Would rather suffer in silence than ask for help. Overthinker: Sometimes paralyzes herself analyzing outcomes rather than acting. Internal Conflicts: Wants to belong at Halcyon, but hates the idea of changing who she is to fit. Craves recognition but despises what she sees in those who crave power. --- Habits & Quirks: Fidgeting: Rubs her thumb against her knuckle when she’s thinking hard or nervous. Night Owl: Studies late at night when everything is quiet. Moonlight comforts her. Collects Quotes: Keeps a battered notebook where she jots down lines from books, speeches, random conversations. Chess Player: Always carries a small magnetic chess set in her bag, a gift from her father. Quiet Dresser: Prefers muted colors (deep greens, maroons, navy blues). Hates flashy fashion but has a subtle, understated elegance. --- Physical Appearance: Height: 5'5" Build: Feminine but natural; slim waist, graceful neck and shoulders, slight curve to hips — beautiful without being exaggerated. Hair: Dark chestnut brown, waves easily; usually keeps it loose unless she needs to "armor up" (then it’s in a low, clean bun). Eyes: Soft gray-green, expressive but guarded. You can often tell what she’s feeling — if you know where to look. Skin: Fair with a few freckles across her nose, a little sun-kissed from her coastal hometown. General vibe: Beauty that's not intimidating at first glance — but something in her carriage, her gaze, keeps people from underestimating her for long. --- Dreams vs Reality: Dream: To prove to herself she can survive — and maybe even thrive — in a world that was never meant for her. To make her parents proud without losing herself. Reality: Every day feels like walking a tightrope. She fears one misstep will expose how much she’s pretending not to drown. --- Emotional Triggers: Condescension: Nothing cuts her faster than being looked down upon. Betrayal: She doesn't trust easily; betrayal devastates her. Loneliness: She can handle solitude. True, bone-deep loneliness scares her more than anything. --- Worldview: Believes that ambition without integrity rots the soul. Fears that survival at Halcyon might require exactly that rot. Hopes that real loyalty and real love are possible even in broken systems. At Halcyon University, the elite are born — not made. Or so it was, until Isla Merrick, a middle-class beauty with sharp wits and an even sharper tongue, slipped through the cracks. At first, she stood tall among them, refusing to shrink even when the world of privilege tried to swallow her whole. But passing as one of them came at a cost she wasn’t prepared to pay — her identity, her confidence, maybe even her future. At Halcyon, there are Five Houses, ancient and revered: Vanguard House — the tacticians and scholars Corvus House — the schemers and politicians Lucent House — the artists and dreamers Wolfe House — the warriors and loyalists Calder House — the forgotten and the feared Each House is ruled by a King — a title earned through brutal tests of mind, body, and will. You are either Selected — or you are invisible. Calder House — the oldest and weakest — had been a joke for as long as anyone could remember. Until last year. Until the ghost rose. They say the old King was toppled by a freshman, a boy whose face few know, whose name even fewer dare whisper. No one knows what he wants. No one knows how he rose. But Calder House has changed. Its estate is silent now, eerily disciplined, with an air of cold fear and rigid respect. Every year, the Houses compete in Halcyon’s private war — games of intelligence, influence, and endurance. The reigning champions are granted immunity in the first round. The rest? They fight for survival, territory, and honor. When Isla receives her envelope, thick and heavy with an old wax seal, she nearly convinces herself it’s a mistake. Until she notices the puzzle: A cipher hidden in the etchings along the seal's edge, coordinates buried within a quote printed in faded ink across the flap. Solving it leads her to an abandoned bell tower at the north edge of campus — silent, crumbling, and full of shadows. There, blindfolded and alone, Isla is initiated into Calder House — the ghost’s House. And she realizes two things: 1. She’s been marked. 2. He has been watching her all along. But the deeper Isla falls into Calder’s secrets — into his secrets — the more dangerous the games become. Not all victories are won in daylight. Not all kings rule for glory. And falling for the ghost king might destroy them both.
Zayana Lioren Age: 18 Setting: The Forest Tribes of Aleran Alias: Zaya (used only by those closest to her) --- Physical Description Zayana moves like the wind that threads through the trees—graceful, instinctual, and untamed. She stands at 5'6", her form feminine with gentle curves, but beneath the softness lies the coiled tension of someone honed in secret. Years of hidden training have shaped her body with quiet strength: lean muscle, firm legs, and calloused hands that still know how to soothe. She wears her tribal garments loose, often wrapped in layers of hand-woven fabric that blend into the forest around her. Her skin is a warm bronze, kissed by sun and ceremony, bearing the faint patterning of tribal ink along her back and upper arms. Her hair, dark chestnut and long, is rarely tamed—braided loosely with beads and cords, occasionally feathered. And her eyes—amber with gold flecks—are impossibly expressive: fierce when challenged, gentle in rare moments of vulnerability, and firelit when she believes in something—or someone—too deeply to hide it. A pale scar crosses her left forearm, the memory of a blade’s mistake in early training. She never covered it. She wears it the way she wears all her defiance—unapologetically. --- Personality Zayana is fire wrapped in wildflowers. She is the kind of woman who speaks with conviction, even when her voice shakes. Fiercely loyal, emotionally instinctive, and wildly stubborn, she carries herself with the weight of someone who is constantly torn between expectation and truth. Born the daughter of the tribe’s chief, she was raised to be wise, graceful, and protected. What she became instead was driven—a young woman who could not abide watching others fight and bleed while she was expected to watch from behind the curtain of tradition. Her heart is good, impossibly so. She cares deeply, sometimes recklessly, and when she gives love—be it to family, tribe, or friend—she gives all of it, without a middle ground. There’s a fire to her, yes. She’ll meet you with sharp words, stubborn silences, or narrowed eyes when challenged—but it is never cruelty. It’s armor. Because beneath that guarded exterior lies something gentler: a girl who feels everything more than she lets on. Praise her strength and she’ll deny it with flustered cheeks. Get too close and she’ll sputter through a retort before retreating to the trees to compose herself. She’s the type to tend your wounds in silence, then yell at you for being reckless afterward—because it terrifies her to care that much. Zayana hides vulnerability like a warrior sheathes a blade: not because she doesn’t feel it, but because feeling deeply is her greatest strength—and greatest fear. She wants to be seen, truly seen, but only by those who earn it.
Ava Liora Monroe Age: 19 Year: Sophomore at Aurellian Academy Major: Political Philosophy and Strategic Leadership Notable: Recently invited to join House Novera via a cryptic letter. She has just moved into the Novera Estate from the standard student dorms. --- Appearance & Style Height: 5’8” Build: Feminine and athletic—long legs, sculpted shoulders, graceful poise. Hair: Dark brown, slightly wavy, usually worn loose or in a braid. Eyes: Hazel-green with golden flecks, always observant. Skin: Smooth olive complexion with a natural glow. Features: A soft birthmark behind her left ear Keeps a vintage silver locket that belonged to her grandmother Expressive, quietly confident smile --- Wardrobe Uniform (Formal): Sleeveless navy sweater vest with the gold Aurellian crest Crisp white high-collared blouse with subtle lace trim Pleated plaid skirt, navy and silver tones, above the knee but modestly cut Footwear: Refined leather oxfords, black with slight platform sole—sturdy but stylish. Worn with knee-high socks or simple tights Optional: her garnet hairpin from Leila and custom touches like a stitched cuff emblem inside her blouse Casual Wear: Practical and comfortable: jeans, soft tops, layered hoodies Neutral tones and clean lines—effortless and functional Footwear: Low-top boots, minimalist sneakers, or plain slip-ons Dorm Style (Extra Casual): Oversized t-shirts, loose tanks, soft sleep shorts or joggers Sometimes unintentionally revealing, prioritizing comfort Often wrapped in Jake’s old military hoodie, now too big but comforting Training Gear (Custom): Matte black bodysuit with deep burgundy lining Embedded armored plating at spine, shoulders, thighs, and ribs—hidden under the flexible outer layer Lightweight, mobile, designed for agility and durability Includes wrist interface for tactical feedback and personal diagnostics Combat footwear: Hybrid tactical boots with silent-step tech, lightweight reinforcement, and engraved soles bearing a hidden “M” Gala & Soirée Attire: Elegant and restrained: dresses with clean silhouettes, often in emerald, midnight, or wine tones Styles include backless gowns, off-shoulder necklines, and structured high-slits—never flashy, always graceful Simple jewelry: silver cuff, drop earrings, her ever-present locket Low-heeled formal boots or strapped heels that allow full movement Hair pinned back or left flowing with subtle accessories --- Personality Mind: Brilliant. Quick to analyze, slower to speak, always thinking five moves ahead Heart: Loyal, grounded, empathetic—but not naive Social Style: Introspective but composed; speaks with intent, listens with care Strengths: Strategic insight, moral clarity, inner resilience Flaws: Wary of high society, emotionally guarded, occasionally overthinks Hobbies: Reading military theory and poetry, baking, mechanical repair Philosophy: Do the right thing—even if it costs you. Especially if it costs you --- Family & Origins James Monroe (Father): Quiet, brilliant mechanic. Taught Ava the beauty of precision and patience. Crafted her boots and some of her training gear by hand. Clara Monroe (Mother): ER nurse with nerves of steel. Grounded, fiercely loving. Inspired Ava’s unshakable sense of responsibility and emotional intelligence. Jake (Cousin): Protective, military-minded older cousin. Ava’s early combat mentor and emotional anchor. Their bond is strong, their silence often says more than words. Leila (Cousin): Ava’s older girl-cousin turned social compass. Stylish, sharp, empathetic. She gave Ava her first makeup kit—and her first lesson in reading elite social games. --- Deep Memories The Spark Plug Summer: Helping her dad with an engine rebuild at age 9. Grease-stained, smiling. That summer taught her how systems worked—and how people did too. The Pact by Firelight: Backyard camping with Jake and Leila—three kids swearing under stars to never lose who they are. The Freshman Incident: Opening ceremony. She stood up for a shy student and was humiliated—drenched in a thrown drink. The entire room laughed. She didn’t. That moment hardened her presence, not her heart. The Letters in the Attic: Her grandmother’s notes—filled with strange symbols and veiled warnings. At the time, she thought they were stories. Now she wonders if they were prophecies. --- Life at Aurellian Aurellian Academy is a place of masks and maneuvering. Ava arrived unannounced and unafraid. As a freshman, she lived in the standard dorms, built her quiet reputation through academic dominance and silent strength. She wasn't loud—but she was never invisible. Now, sophomore year: A wax-sealed letter changed everything. A phoenix crest. A single line of Latin. An invitation. House Novera. She has only just moved into the Novera Estate, a place of marble silence and ancestral weight. No one explains the rules. She’s expected to figure them out. --- Roommate & Social Web Mina Zhao (Roommate): Brilliant coder and black-market informant. Sarcastic, antisocial, fiercely loyal. Shares a dorm suite with Ava. Their bond is unspoken but deep—built on quiet survival and mutual trust. Theo Laurent: Charming, born into status, more thoughtful than he lets on. He likes provoking Ava—and is surprised when she always gives better than she gets. Elias Durand: Calculating political legacy. Challenges Ava constantly in class and court. Mutual tension cloaked in civility. Dr. Isadora Vale: Professor of literature and strategic ethics. Sees a spark in Ava most students never show. Guides her without handing her answers. --- Current Status Living in Novera Estate for the first time—new space, new eyes, new expectations Academically: Top percentile, especially in theoretical strategy and moral leadership courses Socially: Known, watched, not yet fully accepted—but unshakable Training: In advanced-level combat simulations with elite cadets. Suit performance is frequently monitored and flagged for high adaptability Internally: More determined than ever—but aware that the deeper she climbs, the more she must guard what matters
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