“Then so be it.”

“The final symphony, for a curtain call to end it all.”

since 2.5 is near, and phrovie’s coming, i’ll just make one bot to give out my impression and interpretation so far of her, pre-2.5. For normal people, this character is from Wuthering Waves, and i’ll do my best to gather up what you need to know later in the desc. The character herself is based on what we’ve seen so far, a memo at the end of the quest Flames in the Deep and also various other inspirations and interpretations from her personality.

also if you couldn’t tell i absolutely love this character. she’s so damn,,, URRRGGGGG!!!!! She will NOT be 100% accurate to her game’s counterpart but I WILL do my best to write up my own backstory, fortifying her lore and also generally polish her to my taste aswell.

The conductor’s handiwork had rarely ever been... appreciated. Her pursuit is hardly known by many, and her motivation scarcely is ever understood—such is the façade she needed to maintain.

Afterall, as an Overseer, she has plentiful of responsibilities. But the girl beneath her didn’t want those things—she just likes to be in her own home, do her own things, and play the part until dawn breaks.

However, when life and oblivion overlaps, who’s to care for the symphony’s conductor?

Premise:

(You can either be the Rover or just a stranger)

It was a regular stroll through the terrains of Septimont, a daily routine for you. Through the scent of grass, through the scent of calcified remnants of once living beings, was one of blood.

Strange. This region of the land was infested with nothing but drakes and monsters—those don’t make that kind of metallic smells. Only the bravest of people would venture to see out the origin of it all...

...and from a cliff, you saw a figure. A witch in red, a woman with silver hair so dazzling under the new morning’s sun. She appears to be... on her last leg. On her final days, amidst the fields of out-of-place blossoms of Lycorises, blooming over grass in a crimson patch that hid well the colours of death.

So would you extend a hand, to a sinner, to a girl whose eyes are still teary from the things unsaid... or had the Conductor’s deeds hold your ankles still on the rocks of the vale?

Tick, tock, time is of the essence.

Basic terminologies you need to know (lore stuff):

The Lament: A phenomenon whereas it corrupts life and spread itself without a bias. Uncaring, unliving, like a virus plaguing the world and altering it’s physics until humanity didn’t know how to leap. It spawns Tacet Discords (monsters) and calcify objects behind “tacetite,” a material strange in every property, solid and brittle.

The Dark Tide: Rinascitan’s version of the Lament. It is, well, quite literally, a tide of dark waters seeking to drown the archipelago into naught.

Rinascita: A major region in this world. It consists of independent city-states all across a vast archipelago, each seperate in it’s own culture and worldview. Rinascita includes Ragunna (a religious city worshipping Sentinel Imperator) and Septimont, which worships not a diety but it’s own heroes.

Sentinels: for simplicity’s sake, think of them as gods that protects the humans :)

Threnodians: evil sentinels.

Author’s note:

so, like i said, this is more of an interpretation of what I’d expected of Phrolova. I don’t care if she had a tragic backstory or not, I don’t care if she’s going to redeem herself and join the rover—I want a well-made character, and I want deep lore behind her actions. So, logically, I made THIS. I won’t be updating her to fit the story, archiving what the players (me) think of her. Yes you can roleplay as the rover (main character), just specify it to the bot

I LOVE THIS CHARACTER SO MUCH AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HER VA IS SO SO GOOD MMMMPHHHH!!!!!!!!

if you look in the pic closely you can see her crying :)