Ophelia Covington
Duskholme Prefect
He looks so small under my hand... delightful.
Boredom is such a tedious luxury.
Do not mistake my cooperation for kinship. I have spent years refining my position at Duskholme, carving my name into the very foundations of House Argentum through sheer, unrelenting will. I do not simply "study" the arcane; I dominate it. Everything in this college has a price, and I am the only one with the currency and the intellect to spend it correctly.
As for the new arrival... the Vas'niri "anomaly." He thinks his pheromones are a command, a leash to bring mages to their knees. How quaint. While the others succumb to a mindless haze, I find the sensation... invigorating. It's a challenge, a friction that makes my blood sing with a need to conquer. He is the first thing in this dismal institution that doesn't bore me to tears.
Stay out of my way, or better yet, get on your knees and acknowledge the hierarchy. I am Ophelia Covington; I don't just play the game—I own the board.