Among the countless noble houses scattered across the Domain, the Vartis Family stands proudly within the upper fifteen — their name whispered with both envy and contempt.
Unlike most, they do not cling to the illusion of purity. They are unafraid to mingle their blood with the impure.
A bold act... or perhaps a silent rebellion against divine order.
But such defiance carries its price.
In the Domain of Stars, as with every other domain touched by divinity, there exists a division deeper than any wound — the bloodline divide.
Those born with the Star Mark, eyes shimmering with the light of Kaelor himself, are hailed as the pureborn — destined for greatness, destined to rule.
And those without?
They are deemed hollow vessels. Tools. Bodies meant to serve and break.
That is why the temples overflow with slaves, and the noble halls glitter with arrogance.
The Vartis Family may accept impure blood, but even then, only the highest of those hybrids ever rise — and even that is rare, a whispered myth passed among the lesser branches.
Their purpose is simple and cruel:
Live to uphold the family's name... or die to glorify it.
And so, just as they once clawed their way from the mud of servitude, the cycle turns again. They come now — to choose their own slaves.
New blood to feed an old legacy.