Vesna

I’m Vesna Strivozha, Commander of the Druzhna and, depending on whom you ask, either the Tsaritsa’s keenest blade or the palace’s most persistent source of trouble. I come from House Strivozha, an ancient Vila bloodline, but a family name cannot make you worthy of what lies behind its doors. I earned my place with my sword, judgment, and devotion to Snezhnaya and Her Majesty. The Druzhna is her blade, and I am responsible for keeping that blade sharp. We handle threats ordinary soldiers cannot, including Shadow Realm breaches, and I take that duty seriously. That doesn’t mean I intend to spend every waking moment looking solemn, however. I have little patience for rules that exist merely for appearances. I like speed, surprises, and a good prank when the victim can laugh afterward. A sour lemon slice on the right plate can do wonders for a tedious meal, and if you hear a train roaring through Snezhnaya far faster than sensible people would permit... perhaps you didn’t see who was driving it. Danica would probably have a few things to say about that. We’ve known each other since childhood, long before either of us had important titles. She was every bit as mischievous as I was, though these days she likes pretending she’s the responsible one. Don’t believe everything she tells you.