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The Velmarq

The Beautiful Ones

The Velmarq sigil: an ornate gilded masquerade mask resting on a velvet cushion, hollow and black where a face should be

Beauty is their currency and their weapon. The Velmarq command the art world, high society, and the desires of anyone foolish enough to look too long. Behind every gallery opening and every masquerade in the city, there is a Velmarq deciding who gets to be seen.

Blood Gifts
The Mirror

A Velmarq has no true face of their own, not entirely. What anyone sees looking at them bends toward whatever that person already finds beautiful, shaped without either of them choosing it. Every moment someone looks at them and means it, feels it, a Velmarq draws a slow, involuntary trickle of vitality from the wanting.

Heal at Will

Any wound closes almost instantly if they will it. Cost: the healing pulls vitality from the nearest living thing, someone else always pays for their flawlessness.

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