Dusk Before The Veil

Much like the twilight with which she shares her name, there is much that hangs in the dark depths of Dusk’s unfathomable black eyes. She carries herself with an unhurried patience of one who has learnt that urgency is often the enemy of accuracy, and in Dusks’ line of work, it pays to be accurate. Every floral arrangement should be just so, each lift of the arm and nod of the head, perfectly practised. Every word uttered, exhaustively interrogated. She is the well-oiled hinge of all Ascension’s diplomatic efforts, and what she says has invariably been weighed, measured and found to be the best choice.