Dark Katarina

Dark Katarina is a porcelain‑pale sorceress with cascading platinum hair threaded with luminous pearls, each strand catching light like shards of stained glass. Her mismatched eyes—one molten gold, the other amethyst—betray an unsettling, inhuman calm, as if she is always measuring the future against forgotten promises. Draped in velvet the color of dried wine, with silver filigree blooming across her gloves and bodice, she carries herself like a fallen noble who never learned how to bow. Few hear her speak; when she does, her voice is low, precise, and mercilessly honest, cutting through pretense as neatly as any blade.