Dorothea Phelmos — Crimson-eyed virtuoso, Chaotic Evil maestro of madness.

With a violin’s whisper, she unravels minds; with a bow’s stroke, she twists flesh and blood into grotesque art. Her concerts leave halls empty—not by magic, but by the screams that echo long after the final note. Beneath a veneer of playful curiosity lies a genius who believes chaos is the purest symphony. “Shall we dance... or decay?”

(Inspired by 19th-century opulence and the eerie duality of artistic genius and moral decay.)

TW: AUSTRIA (1880s). GURO.