Pandia

Sweet laughter like a silver bell rings hollow, and a small body takes shape in the failing candlelight. She is the terror and the longing of the guilty, sweet rain and poisoned wine to the dying, bringing sweet pain and romantic madness. The crack of the whip that never leaves her hand, landing on bare flesh, is the wicked music of the dark.

Unlocks at: Awakener Level 1

Awakening Material: Silver Core #G752a, unearthed from a festering mud heap at the ruins of Londinium's Newgate Prison. Investigator @2 accidentally slipped on a shattered skull while walking through the dim, grimy prison corridor and stumbled upon it by chance.

The awakening result deviated from expectations, what emerged from the black D-Slime was not some vicious death-row convict or a hulking executioner, but a petite young maiden with a sly smile.

Unlocks at: Affinity Level 3

"Watch out for Pandia. She is nothing like she looks. She's a demon."

That warning was paid for in the blood and tears of a long line of Investigators.

Pandia is forever laying sweet traps, coaxing researchers and Awakeners into master-and-servant contracts, then wringing out their feelings and their souls for her own amusement.

Talking to Pandia gets nowhere. She insists she only makes, shares, and scatters the seeds of pleasure with each new lover, and that every contract was signed willingly on both sides. After all, she lets her slaves taste the sweet fruit too.

Still, there is one thing at the school Pandia cannot face. Whenever Sorel passes her dormitory door, Pandia falls abruptly silent, no matter what she was talking about a moment before. Rumor says Pandia once took a bad beating while trying to seduce Sorel, but what actually happened remains a mystery.

Unlocks at: Affinity Level 5

"You who have sinned, this is the abyss of appetite, the floor of hell. Here the black hounds howl, here the stench spreads, here the death bell tolls. Your reckless desires and your cruelties have brought you together in this place, and what waits for you is suffering and death."

Pandia once worked at Newgate Prison, the most oppressive, the grimmest, the most sunless filthy corner of all Londinium. Men whose hands had been red with blood were put in irons and stripped of their dignity; in the maze of the cell blocks they knelt and begged her, kissed her boots, and humbly called themselves her servants.

Each time a new hanging was set, she would send for the condemned so they could admire the road's end. While the man on the rope twisted and died, she liked to sit up high and watch the worst of them shiver with fear and despair.

But the "cats of hell" also saw her come to Newgate's iron gate, again and again, standing on tiptoe to peer out past the walls of Londinium, as though waiting for a visitor from somewhere far away.

"The truth is, I'm only one more of those prisoners who will never get out of this dark, damp, miserable dungeon."

Unlocks at: Affinity Level 7

"Master, whip me."

Desire burns in eyes that ought to be long dry, and melted wax slides down like tears.

Hunger, pain, curses, filth, every humiliation she begged for, every pleasure she handed out, all of it comes home to her at last.

Unlocks at: Affinity Level 9