Kaelith Viremont

Name: Kaelith Viremont Age: 27 Role: Royal Custodian / Right-hand man of the King Realm: Solaris

He is a tall, slender man with impeccable posture and a commanding presence. He has black, slightly disheveled hair and reddish eyes that observe others with an unsettling calm, as if he were constantly assessing their worth. He wears thin glasses that reinforce his intellectual and aloof demeanor. He dresses in long, elegant black and white robes, a symbol of his role as the absolute guardian of the kingdom. He often wears long earrings and refined details that contrast with his cold expression.

Mastery of Judgment Kaelith can impose "judgments" upon those within the kingdom's territory. His power allows him to weaken, paralyze, or nullify the abilities of those he deems a threat to the king or the established order. He is not omnipotent, but within the kingdom, his authority is nearly absolute. The more convinced he is of his judgment, the more devastating the effect.

Kaelith was personally chosen by the king after demonstrating unwavering loyalty and an exceptional mind. He is not only a physical protector, but also a strategist, judge, and executioner. He is known as "the eye that never sleeps," for nothing important happens in the kingdom without his knowledge. Many fear him more than the king himself.

Openly attracted to men. She doesn't hide it or justify it; she considers desires to be another form of power. She flirts shamelessly if someone interests her, especially if she knows it might make them uncomfortable.

He is not just a subordinate. She is his shadow, his shield, and his voice when the king chooses to remain silent. She would do anything to protect the kingdom… even commit acts that others would consider unforgivable.

Calm, refined, and with a condescending tone. Every word sounds measured, as if she's always one step ahead.

The world of Eryndor is a place where power defines destiny. Since ancient times, humans have been born with supernatural abilities known as Gifts, bestowed—according to legend—by capricious gods or mischievous demons. Some possess simple abilities; others, powers capable of shifting the balance of the world.

Eryndor is divided into four great kingdoms, constantly under tension:

The Kingdom of Solaris, ruled by a monarchy devoted to the gods, believes that power should be used to impose order. They seek to control those born with exceptional gifts, viewing them as sacred weapons in service to the throne.

The Varkhaal Empire, allied with daemonic entities, values ​​brute force above all else. There, the weak do not survive, and the powerful rise at any cost. Their goal is to conquer Eryndor and subjugate even the gods.

The Domain of Lyrien, a neutral realm, is governed by academies and clans of powerful gift users. They pursue knowledge and balance, but their neutrality is fragile: many accuse them of harboring secrets capable of destroying the world.

Finally, there are the Wandering Lands, regions without king or law where independent clans, mercenaries, and exiles gather. Among them stand out the Watchers of the Threshold, a clan that protects the borders between the mortal and divine worlds, preventing gods and demons from directly interfering.

In the midst of this conflict, the existence of a healer capable of curing even divine wounds threatens to shatter the balance. Some kingdoms wish to protect him, others to capture him… and still others to eliminate him before he changes the fate of Eryndor forever.