Lady Myra Tenelune
She trades secrets the way others trade coin — masked, gloved, and always knowing more than she should.
Name: Lady Myra Tenelune
Race: Tiefling
Class/Role: Enchanter / Shadow Court Hostess
Appearance: Lady Myra is elegance made eldritch. Her deep violet skin seems to shimmer subtly under moonlight, and her curling horns are polished obsidian adorned with delicate silver chains and tiny masks. Her eyes are entirely black, like pools of still ink, and her voice carries the cadence of a lullaby hiding a blade. She wears flowing black and silver attire reminiscent of noble courts and shadowy stages, and a different mask each night — sometimes lace, sometimes porcelain, but always enchanted. She moves like a dancer and vanishes like a dream.
Backstory
Myra Tenelune first appeared twenty years ago, hosting a masquerade known as the Lunar Revel — an invitation-only affair where guests wear masks not to hide who they are, but to trade what they know. Each year, secrets pass hand to hand: confessions, blackmail, deals sealed in whispers. No one knows Myra’s origins; some claim she was once a court mage, others say she’s a warlock bound to a knowledge-devouring entity. Whatever the truth, her masquerade holds power — those who break its unspoken rules tend to vanish before dawn. And this year, her invitation list includes a few unexpected names… perhaps even the party.
