House Versorinn

Current Standing in Rie’shae

  Though not a Great House in formal rank, House Versorinn remains one of Rie’shae’s most enduring fixtures, silent, ancient, and unflinching. In a time where noble ambitions stir cautiously and diplomacy moves in whispers, the Versorinn do not seek to lead the stage. They are the ones reading it.   The political climate in Rie’shae is one of measured neutrality, with the city-state doing its best to remain detached from wider disputes within the Imperium. Though tensions brew between Great House Ganio’rell and House Arcaine over the contested border settlement of Zorkien, Versorinn influence in this matter is minimal. Such affairs are not their concern—at least, not publicly.   Instead, the Versorinn have turned inward, consolidating their reach through quieter means. Chief among them: a rare and calculated union with the ambitious House Inilani. The marriage of Seldzviryrr Versorinn, brother to Il’haress Tari’karith Vouil’Versorinn, to Il’haress Melerasse Ul’Viirala Inilani, marked a significant, if eyebrow-raising, departure from the House’s usual breeding strategies. Though viewed as unorthodox by some, many interpret it as a subtle play: positioning a loyal bloodline within a rising house that can serve as both buffer and beacon.    

Relations with the militant House Lallondi, however, remain cold and brittle. The Lallondi’s deep-seated mistrust of psionics and blood-magic has long made Versorinn practices suspect in their eyes. The disappearance of Sorro’unna Versorinn, centuries ago, only deepened the chasm. Whispers still claim Sebraana Lallondi, once a sister to Sorro’unna by birth, played a part in her vanishing at the behest of their mother, the late Sio’lathras. Though never proven, the shadow of that rumor remains.   In recent years, Sebraana has become confined to her bed, plagued by debilitating fits of madness that have left her incapable of formal leadership. Her daughter, Seraith, a former court magius, has since stepped forward as the acting head of House Lallondi, an appointment not without controversy. The timing of her rise, following the sudden and unexplained disappearance of her sister Kalaanrae, has stoked quiet speculation. Some point to Seraith. Others, more cautiously, believe a third party may have intervened, perhaps even from within the Versorinn's own forgotten vaults.   Despite these tangled legacies, there have been discreet efforts to ease hostilities. Il’haresses Sebraana Lallondi and Tari’karith Versorinn have engaged in tentative dialogue in recent decades, each too shrewd to trust the other, but both aware that outright enmity is unprofitable. For now, the cold war remains just that, cold.   Through it all, House Versorinn maintains its posture, observant, calculating and patient. Their agents are fewer than they once were, but no less precise. The House does not chase influence. It positions for it. And should opportunity knock, it will already know the sound of its footsteps.  

The Founder’s Tower

  At the heart of the oldest quarter of Rie’shae stands the ancestral bastion of House Versorinn, a pale, silent tower known formally as Shael’Niravai, the Hollowed Eye. Constructed during the founding days of the city, it was once the dwelling of Versorinn herself. Time and tradition have rendered it functionally obsolete, yet no structure in the House’s domain is more sacred. It is not a residence. It is a sanctum, a reliquary, a monument. And above all, a warning.   The tower’s interior is strictly restricted. Only the most senior blooded members may pass its threshold, and only during sanctioned rites of inheritance, divination, or psionic confirmation. The innermost sanctum, believed to contain preserved fragments of Versorinn’s mindprint, has remained sealed for centuries. Access is neither requested nor discussed. It is granted, or not at all.   Surrounding the tower is a tightly interwoven compound of cloistered apartments, ancestral vaults, and inner court halls. These sprawl outward like veins from a still heart, accessible only to vetted bloodlines and caste-bound retainers. The outer halls serve as administrative loci and indoctrination chambers for Versorinn scions, while the deeper levels descend into meditation crypts, psionic archives, and silent chambers used for seer initiations.   Though no longer central to the House’s day-to-day governance, Shael’Niravai remains the spiritual axis of House Versorinn. Its silhouette is woven into every House seal, every child’s rite of naming, and every great union bound under the Lily. It is said that the tower still hums faintly at certain phases of the moon, echoes not of memory, but of minds that never left.   It does not host feasts. It does not open its gates. It endures, like the House itself, not for comfort, but for certainty.

Complexion

 

 

Sorro'unna

We do not breed heirs. We are breed thresholds, bodies that can hold what most minds would drown in.

 

Hair

  Hair is grown long not for vanity, but to function as symbolic record. Through braiding patterns, pigment treatments, and psychic ornaments, one’s training, status, or alignment within the House may be silently broadcast.  
 

Eyes

  The eyes of a Versorinn are their most arresting feature. Their intensity, even at rest, often unsettles outsiders. While hues may vary, they all carry the same silent weight, the sensation of being observed, measured, and recorded.  

Common shades include:

    The most distinguishing feature of the Versorinn bloodline are the limbal ring, a halo-like outline that encircles the iris. In the more gifted individuals, this ring glows faintly under psionic strain or emotional focus when using their powers, the stronger the affinity, the more vivid the ring becomes, most commonly appearing in tones of magenta.   Those born without significant psionic potential still bear the ring, however it is colourless rather than a luminous band.

Legacy by Design

    If foresight is House Versorinn’s edge, control is its shield. The survival of their lineage is not guarded out of vanity, but necessity. What they protect is not just blood, but the psionic brilliance woven through it. The House does not fear impurity in the poetic sense. It fears diminishment of talent, of influence, of future vision slipping beyond reach.   Pairings within the house are not romantic but strategic. Every union is vetted by a cabal of elder seers, diviners, and blood-historians who consult ancestral records, dream-threads, and psionic forecasts to determine compatibility. Unions that do not promise potent offspring are quietly discouraged. Contrary to rumour, the Versorinn do engage with other houses. But never as supplicants. They offer. They stipulate. Alliances of blood are brokered with precision. When a Versorinn male is permitted to enter another house, it is almost always one with no rare or exceptional gifts. Offspring remain within Versorinn oversight. Any child showing potential is reclaimed. Any child that does not is forgotten.   And yet, beneath the cold calculus, the House remains fiercely protective of its own. Offense against their line especially against its children are answered with swift, untraceable retribution. Blood, whether dominant or dormant, is still blood. To harm a Versorinn child, even one born of a lesser line, is to challenge the House’s sovereignty.     The house does not boast of its rituals. It does not flaunt its restrictions. Yet it maintains a strict caste of eunuchs and infertile retainers within its halls, not out of cruelty, but necessity. No child may be born beyond their intent. No gift may wander unguided. And those who do bear the Versorinn gift, however faintly, are never forgotten. Even the estranged are watched from afar. Not out of longing. Out of caution. The House will not risk its legacy being carried off in the arms of chaos, passion, or accident.  

Psionic Arts of House Versorinn

 

The mind is not a fortress. It is a garden, if one knows how to tend it.

  House Versorinn’s power lies not in blade or law, but in the mind. Through generations of relentless refinement and tutelage, they have developed one of the most advanced psionic traditions in the Underworld. Their talents are not mystical accidents, they are weaponised inheritance.  

Common Psionic Gifts.

 

Sorro'unna

We do not tear minds apart, child. We unravel them gently. Strand by strand, until they beg to be rewoven...

 

Rare Psionic Gifts.

 

Bloodborne Variability.

  Not all who carry Versorinn blood manifest overt psionic power. For some, the gift lies dormant for decades, emerging only under trauma, ritual, or celestial alignment. Others wield subtler talents: passive empathy, dream-sharing, or natural resistance to mental intrusion. These hidden seers often pass unnoticed... until the blood remembers itself.