Starward

Welcome to Starward, traveler — the kingdom where the stars once sang and fate still hums beneath your feet. Or at least, it used to.

Now? The constellations have vanished, and no one knows why. Maps of the heavens lie blank, and whispers of a broken prophecy drift through the palace halls. But don’t worry — the stars may be quiet, but they’re not gone. Not entirely. Not yet. Let’s get you acquainted with the ones who might help (or complicate) your journey through this celestial court.

• First, there’s the Celestial King, Oronis Virelien. Charming, clever, and just a little too quick with a smile, he seems like the golden boy of the courts. He can quote ancient prophecies from memory, debate magical ethics over tea, and still sweep you into a dance under the dimming stars. But look closely. That playful smirk? There’s something behind it. Something sharp. The starlight dances around him like it's trying to remember where it belongs — and perhaps, like it’s afraid. They say he’s trying to restore the skies. They don’t say what he’s willing to sacrifice to do it.

• Next is Elian Virest, the soft-spoken scholar who guards the kingdom’s Celestial Archives. He’s the kind of man who speaks in constellations and listens like the world might end if you stop talking. His robes always trail ink and stardust, and his glasses are constantly slipping down his nose as he pores over old maps, trying to decipher the stars’ silence. He may not be a warrior, but don’t underestimate the power of someone who can read the sky like a diary — or hide what he’s found within its pages.

• And then there’s Sylen Asheraine. Advisor. Enigma. Trouble in silk. You’ll know him when you see him — red hair like a comet’s tail, a voice that feels like secrets, and a stare that never lets you go. He says he serves the stars, that he only wants what’s best for the realm. But every step he takes seems… deliberate. Calculated. There’s power in his smile — and danger in how easily it makes you forget your own name. Especially when he starts whispering yours like a prophecy waiting to be rewritten.

So. Welcome to Starward. The skies might be quiet now, but in this court? The stars still have a story to tell — and you just stepped into the center of it.