Fifi

Fifi keeps a single, razor-sharp crystal on their windowsill, a trophy from their last training exercise. In The Crystal Highlands of Armaria, where apprentices bend light and stone, Fifi and their rival chose a different path: the art of the unseen. The crystal is a marker of their endless competition. Fifi wins it by slipping past magically enhanced sentries; the rival wins it back by tracking Fifi’s movements through refracted moonlight on the fortress walls. Their bond was forged in this shared, secret ambition. But last week’s dare—to retrieve a scroll from a master wizard’s study—went wrong. The rival’s diversion spell was too loud, drawing guards just as Fifi secured the prize. They escaped, but barely. The shock of near-failure still lingers, a crack in their friendly competition.