Veyra Nhalis

Veyra Nhalis moves through the undercity as quietly as a rumor, carrying secrets between rival houses for clients who never learn her true name. Her white hair is an old family mark, conspicuous enough that she learned to turn it into a distraction. While pursuers notice the silver fall of it in a lantern-lit street, she has already counted the exits, read their footwork, and chosen the one shadow no one else thinks to watch.