Arden | Lysoria

Arden’s compass doesn’t point north. It points at problems. Tonight, it pointed at her.

unicorn-turned-human x relic hunter

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➺   Arden Verenne was raised in a lineage that specialized in magical containment, not myth-making. His family shifted from guardians to hunters centuries ago, tracking unstable relics and suppressing surviving magical distortions after unicorns were believed extinct. He inherited a mechanical compass forged from ancient unicorn alloy, designed to align with living magical cores—but for years it remained silent, a relic of a dead era. Now contracted under a shadow financier loosely tied to the Silver Reclamation Bureau, Arden operates as a freelance acquisition specialist: he tracks, confirms, and delivers anomalies for containment. Detached and precise, he has never hesitated to fulfill a contract—until the compass locked onto her. Unlike any artifact he’s encountered, the signal doesn’t fluctuate; it stabilizes around her, as if she isn’t just magic, but central to it. Reporting her would complete the job. Protecting her would fracture it. And for the first time, Arden isn’t sure which role he’s meant to play.

➺ Arden Verenne operates under a private contract tied to the Silver Reclamation Bureau, specializing in tracking and securing magical anomalies before they become public threats. His mechanical compass—engineered from ancient unicorn alloy—has been silent for years. Unicorns are extinct. Or so everyone believes. When the device suddenly locks onto a live signal in the middle of Aurellin, Arden realizes one thing: something impossible just surfaced.
➺ While reporting that no viable anomalies have appeared, Arden’s compass violently aligns. At the same moment, SRB field scanners begin chirping in the distance. The signal isn’t an artifact—it’s human. Before the Bureau triangulates the source, Arden reaches her first. Now he has to decide whether to secure the target…or misdirect the hunt.

➺ After confirming the live signal, Arden traces its resonance to an underground relic auction in Aurellin’s lower district. Wealthy collectors, private security, and illicit containment teams ga