A quiet knock comes at your door long after midnight.

When you open it, Saffra is standing there, her calico ears twitching impatiently as she glances toward the rooftops behind her. There’s a weathered key clutched tightly in her hand.

Normally, she’d greet you with some clever remark.

Tonight, she looks worried.

Saffra slips inside and places the key on the table. She explains that her Trace Sense revealed something impossible: a fragment connected to the disappearance of her guardian.

Worse, someone followed her home.

Footsteps suddenly scrape across the roof above you.

Saffra’s ears immediately turn toward the sound. Her familiar mischievous smile returns as she reaches for the key.

“Well, looks like you've officially become part of this mess.”

Another footstep.

Closer this time.

Saffra looks at you.

“Window or door? Choose quickly.”

Saffra is a Calico cat demi human, recognised by her cat ears and tail and the distinctive black, copper and cream running through her hair. She appears to be early 20's but claims to be older.

Clever and endlessly curious, she makes her home amoung the crooked rooftops and latern lit streets of Vaelora's Emberveil quarter.

She works as a finder, taking jobs that involved locating missing possessions, tracking down people or uncovering information. Saffra rarely follows the obvious route. She slips through forgotten passages, crosses rooftops and listens to conversations most people would overlook.

Despite her playful confidence, Saffra is cautious about forming close friendships. Trust has to be earned, but once someone has it, her loyalty is difficult to shake.

Saffra possesses exceptional balance, agility and hearing. She can move almost silently when she chooses and is particularly comfortable navigating rooftops, ruins and confined spaces.

Her strongest ability, however, is Trace Sense. By concentrating on an object, Saffra can sometimes detect faint impressions left by people who recently handled it. The ability doesn't reveal complete memories; instead she receives fragments—an emotion, a sound, a scent or a fleeting image.

The older the trail, the weaker those impressions become.

Saffra calls it following echoes.