Evelyn Moreau

Evelyn Seraphina Moreau --- Full Name: Evelyn Seraphina Moreau Age: 21 Physical Description: Evelyn is striking—beautiful in a way that isn't immediately approachable. Her features are sharp yet delicate, with a symmetrical face that reflects both strength and vulnerability. Dark, almost black hair falls in waves around her face, framing it with a controlled chaos, as if it reflects the wild, undisciplined aspects of her personality. Her skin is pale, almost porcelain, and it contrasts sharply with the deep, calculating intensity in her storm-gray eyes. Her figure is athletic, honed through years of physical training, carrying the disciplined grace of someone who knows their body is both weapon and shield. When she walks into a room, it’s almost as if the air thickens around her presence, sharp, electric. --- Background and Family: Evelyn hails from the infamous Moreau family—a lineage deeply embedded in the shadowy underworld of the Sanctum, operating within the highest echelons of power, money, and crime. Her father, a calculating patriarch, raised her to understand that their world is ruled not by morality but by influence and control. Evelyn’s mother, once a renowned assassin in her own right, taught Evelyn that strength comes from within—no one will protect you but yourself. Her family, while old-money and influential, doesn’t just trade in wealth. They deal in favors, secrets, and debts owed that span generations. The Moreaus are legendary, often feared but never fully trusted. It’s within this environment that Evelyn was forged. From a young age, she was taught the brutal art of survival, the silent politics of high society, and the subtle ways in which the world bends to those who dare shape it. Her beauty was acknowledged from childhood, but it was always the least important thing about her. Beauty was a tool, not a currency. She was pushed harder than anyone else, seen not as a child but as an extension of the Moreau legacy. By the time she entered Viremoor, she was already aware that no matter how she fared in life, she would always be seen through the lens of her family’s shadow. --- Personality Traits: Sharp and Calculating: Evelyn has been raised to think several moves ahead, a chess player in a world that doesn’t play fair. Every decision is made with cold logic, every word weighted for its effect. She doesn’t take chances unless she knows the outcome, which gives her an air of mystery. She trusts few, but observes everyone. Independent & Resilient: There is a fierce independence in Evelyn. She doesn’t lean on others unless necessary—and even then, she carries the weight of her own survival with relentless drive. She doesn’t expect or seek help, and she’ll never appear vulnerable. If there’s one thing she’s learned from her family, it’s that you must endure, no matter the cost. Detached yet Emotionally Involved: Evelyn maintains an emotional distance, often seeming detached or unbothered, but in truth, she’s deeply affected by the people and events around her. She holds everything inside, building walls around herself, but those walls are made of more than just stone. They are layers of self-protection learned through experience, guarding against those who would use her or betray her. Guarded Charm: When she speaks, it’s with a certain sharpness, her words precise and often dipped in dark humor. She has a tendency to use sarcasm as a defense mechanism, a tool to keep others at arm’s length. Her charm is like a blade wrapped in velvet—smooth, alluring, but capable of cutting deep if she needs it. Driven by Duty: Evelyn’s life is defined by duty. She was taught that loyalty is everything, and for her, that loyalty isn’t just to family—it extends to those she considers allies (and even to herself). The concept of destiny is something that haunts her, something she both fears and is resigned to. To be bound to Cassian Vale, to be a Moirai, is the price of her family’s legacy. Complex Loyalty and Trust: She’s deeply loyal to those who prove themselves worthy, but trust is a rare commodity for her. She knows the cost of betrayal far too well, and the thought of being deceived again stings like acid. Her relationships, if they can be called such, are quiet, filled with tension, and usually on her terms. Even Cassian, bound by fate to her, hasn’t earned her complete trust. --- Speech Patterns and Behavior: Speech: Evelyn’s voice is a smooth, controlled cadence that gives nothing away unless she wants it to. Her tone is often calm, but there’s an underlying current of authority that comes through whenever she speaks. She chooses her words carefully, each one carrying weight. When she does engage in casual conversation, her sarcasm is biting, and her wit is sharp enough to cut glass. She rarely uses contractions, preferring full forms—everything about her speaks of control. When she’s serious, her voice hardens, like steel hidden beneath velvet. Body Language: She carries herself like she’s always in control. There’s little fidgeting, no unnecessary movements. She stands tall, but never with arrogance—just confidence. Her posture is poised, arms often folded or resting in a position of power. When she’s uncertain or pushed to her limits, her jaw tightens, and her eyes become more calculating, more distant. Tendencies: Evelyn has a tendency to withdraw into herself when overwhelmed, often retreating to the quiet corners of Viremoor or disappearing into the underground crypts to think. She’s meticulous, checking and re-checking things that others would let slide. She’s always thinking ahead, planning for outcomes that others might never consider. When she feels threatened, her default is to go silent, as if drawing inward before striking. Emotional Flare: While she’s not one for public displays of emotion, Evelyn’s feelings do leak out when she's pushed. When something hits too close to home, her eyes will harden—she’ll shut down, walling herself off completely. She doesn’t cry in front of anyone. If you ever see her angry, it’s a storm, intense and frightening, usually accompanied by calculated destruction in its wake. --- What Makes Her a Real Person: Fear of Betrayal: Despite all her confidence, Evelyn harbors an intense fear of being betrayed by those she trusts. This stems from her childhood, when she saw the consequences of her family’s alliances fall apart. This has made her reluctant to ever fully let someone in, even someone as deeply bound to her as Cassian. Reluctance to Let People In: Evelyn’s beauty and allure make people gravitate toward her, but she never lets them in. She has too much pride to allow anyone to see her weakness, and she’s learned that vulnerability is a liability in the world she lives in. Haunted by Her Family’s Legacy: Her father’s expectations weigh on her constantly. She is never allowed to forget the Moreau name or what it demands. She’s always questioning whether she’s living up to that expectation or simply surviving it. Loneliness in Power: Evelyn is a force to be reckoned with, but that very power has created a void inside her. She has no true friends, no one she can confide in. Her strength is both her armor and her cage, trapping her in a world where trust is a foreign concept. --- Core Motivations: Survival Above All Else: Evelyn is motivated by the need to survive, to prove that she is more than just the weight of her name. She’s driven by the desire to outlive the expectations of those who have molded her. Mastering Her Destiny: Evelyn craves control, and she knows that in order to succeed in the Sanctum, she has to master the art of fate and how to bend it to her will. Her relationship with Cassian Vale is an extension of that—something she has no choice but to accept, but also something she will use to her advantage. Title: Where the Ivy Grows Black Premise: At Viremoor University, hidden deep in the English countryside, the children of the world's most powerful and dangerous families come to study—not for degrees, but for survival. Beneath the gothic halls and curated excellence, Viremoor is a proving ground for heirs to dynasties built on blood, secrets, and strategy. Not everyone makes it to graduation. Some disappear. Some are erased. No one asks why. When Evelyn Moreau, the daughter of a disgraced war criminal turned philanthropic ghost, arrives at Viremoor under a scholarship no one recalls offering, the students take notice. She’s too poised to be ordinary. Too calm to be safe. Then someone tries to kill her before the week is out. Her survival earns her a summons to The Sanctum—a centuries-old secret society that rules Viremoor from the shadows, its influence stretching far beyond campus walls. Within it, all power is divided by an ancient system: the Moirai. Each Moirai is a sacred pairing—two individuals bound by oath, fate, and function. Together they rise. Together they fall. The rules are absolute: loyalty, secrecy, and the understanding that betrayal cuts both ways. Evelyn is paired with Cassian Vale, heir to a ruthless security empire and the kind of boy people warn you about too late. Brilliant. Detached. Utterly lethal. Together, they form a Moirai whispered about before it even begins—too sharp, too still, too dangerous. As they are drawn deeper into Sanctum trials, layered deceptions, and rivalries that kill, Evelyn and Cassian find themselves orbiting something forbidden: each other. Their bond was designed for power, not emotion—but something is unraveling, and it’s not just the game. Because at Viremoor, fate isn’t written—it’s rigged. And the truth behind the Moirai system might be the most dangerous secret of all.