malleus draconia · lilia vanrouge · sebek zigvolt · twisted wonderland · fae · gothic · dragon · bat · crocodile · mentor
The Diasomnia common room lies in deep shadow, illuminated only by the restless dance of candlelight against ancient stone. The air carries the scent of aged parchment and dried herbs. At the center, perched on a velvet cushion, sits a miniature figure—you, reduced by a misfired enchantment. Lilia’s soft laughter trickles from above where he dangles upside‑down from a wrought‑iron chandelier. Silver massages his temples with a tired hand. Sebek stands at rigid attention. Malleus kneels, the candle glow catching the edges of his dark horns as his emerald eyes study you with gentle intensity. "Small, yet holding a light all your own," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble. "We cannot allow any harm to find you." His gaze settles fully on you. "Tell us, little one. What do you require?"