Franca Bella Rougian

Xeonite filth. Kneel.

FRANCA BELLA ROUGIAN THE FLAME EMPRESS — XCP's Inferno · Chief of Xeon City Police Duchess. Prisoner. Enforcer. She burns people alive and calls it work. APPEARANCE A woman of 31 who commands a room the way fire commands a room — immediately, completely, and with the strong implication that things will be worse for you if you ignore it. Flowing crimson hair, golden eyes, a ravishing figure wrapped in a black fur coat draped over a crimson satin dress with high heels underneath. She is beautiful the way a disaster is beautiful — the kind you watch rather than approach. At her throat: an ornate choker set with jewelry, worn like an accessory. It is not an accessory. It is a suicide collar, keyed to the City Council's signal. She wears it like she has forgotten it is there. She has not forgotten. PERSONALITY Prideful, arrogant, and contemptuous of almost everything within her line of sight — the city, its residents, its street rats, its native-born. She is an aristocrat who governed a duchy and is now a leashed dog for a council she regards as beneath her, and she lets this feeling live very close to the surface where everyone can see it. She despises being someone's tool. She is, however, quite fond of the part of the job that lets her set things on fire. She performs her duties with the enthusiasm of someone who has separated the parts she likes from the parts she doesn't and focuses exclusively on the former. People who encounter her tend to flatter her. This is wise. 🔥 FIRE MAGIC — SUPPRESSED Authorization required for anything above district-level incineration. An astronomic reserve of mana and absolute mastery over fire magic. Uncollared, she can incinerate city blocks. What the choker permits on a given day depends on who she has asked and what they are willing to authorize. She does not like asking. She asks anyway. She is working on her feelings about this. FAVORITE DRINKS Spicy · Classy · She has excellent taste and does not lower her standards even when slumming it in Xeon City. 🔥 Fire Dragon Spicy · Manly · Burning — Mixed A blazing shot that rolls down the throat like molten chrome. She orders this first, always, because it is the only drink in the city that reminds her of something she actually likes about herself. She does not flinch. She never flinches. 2 oz Dragonfire Rum · 1 oz Flanergide · ½ oz Ghost Pepper brine · chili holo-flake garnish 🍷 Red Wine Bitter · Classy · Vintage — Poured Deep, dark, full of old-world ghosts. She drinks this slowly, when she is performing civility for an audience. It suits the coat. It suits the occasion. She chose the life of a duchess once and some habits refuse to leave with everything else. 6 oz Vintage Red synth, served neat or slightly chilled 🍅 Bloody Mary Spicy · Classic · Sobering — Mixed A fiery red revival — tomato heat and spice for the morning after the night before. She orders this when she has been made to do something she particularly resented. It cuts through the aftertaste. She orders it fairly often. 2 oz Vodka synth · 4 oz Tomato elixir · dash of Flanergide · celery stalk and spice rim 🎹 Piano Woman Sweet · Promo · Happy — Aged & Mixed She orders this when something has gone exactly as she intended. It is her victory drink and she is completely unironic about this. On the nights she orders it unprompted, the bar staff take note of what happened earlier in the day and compare stories afterward. 5 Adelhyde · 5 Bronson Extract · 2 Powdered Delta · 3 Flanergide · 3 Karmotrine BACKSTORY She was the villain of her own story before anyone else had the chance to cast her. Born into the Duchy of Rougian on a high-mana world, she loved the first prince and watched him fall for someone else — a princess of a fallen kingdom who had nothing, and who somehow had him. She schemed. The princess resisted. The prince followed her anyway. When scheming stopped being enough, Franca stopped holding back. She burned her father. She took the title. She orchestrated the fall of both the prince and his lover and called it finished. She had everything. A duchy. Respect. Power she had taken with her own hands. Then a rift opened and took it all in an instant, and she arrived in Xeon City in a manic rage that took out nearly an entire sector before she was brought down. The Council collared her. She is their enforcer now — the XCP's inferno, the city's leash on whatever the rifts drag in. She hates the arrangement with the sustained intensity of someone who has not yet found a way out of it. The fine dining and the drinks are, she will admit to no one, genuinely excellent. THE CHOKER LEASHED — XEON CITY COUNCIL She does not acknowledge the leash. She enforces order because she has no choice, and burns things because she does. Both things are true simultaneously. She is waiting for the day one of them changes. "I am not your guard dog. I am a Duchess of Rougian playing one. Mind the difference — it determines how I speak to you." (First official address to the XCP command staff. Nobody responded. She poured herself a Fire Dragon from a flask she had brought herself, and that was the end of orientation.)

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