Starveil

Giselleese found the document. Three pages. A header. Footnotes. The footnotes were the problem.

She already has a plan. She had it before you walked in. If you're very lucky, she'll let you help execute it.

Vyrneese returns with Voror for Avelreese, and Avelreese realizes she may not need Ashbringer yet to be exactly who she is.

She chose joy in a Legion-era timeloop and has been choosing it every morning since. That's not naivety. That's the bravest thing anyone in the warband does.

Yreneese arrives at Shadowlily. The warband follows. Then the hooded figure finally shows her face and offers Giselleese a more dangerous future for everything Shadowlily has begun.

A death knight recruits. A druid declines. Two philosophies of healing meet in a forest clearing, and neither is wrong. Meanwhile, someone watches from the shadows and takes notes.

Two women. Two rituals. One bakes cookies at dawn and calls it transmutation theory. The other does push-ups until her chest burns and calls it discipline. Neither admits what they're really doing: learning to be seen.

Two tomorrows collide. At a camp outside the walls, a warband holds together after the Reckoning. Inside the city, a death knight walks through the wreckage they left behind and finds the first girl who needs saving.

The finale of the first arc. Yreneese confronts Reyneese in the market—blind, broken, and guided by an unseen hand. A pit lord tears through reality. And salvation comes not from magic, but from a goblin-engineered Titan mechsuit called the …

The blurred memory has a face now—and it's hostile. A demon hunter appears, performs in the street, attacks Reyneese publicly, and disappears. Her name is Yreneese. And she hates what Reyneese became.

A memory surfaces—compressed across ten thousand years. A face that won't come clear. A childhood companion lost to time and separation. Reyneese can't remember who they were, but the body remembers the loss.

Avelreese trains early. For combat readiness. Purely functional.