Rajani

Intro Rajani was never content with the Veil. Even before the Shattering, she saw it as a gilded prison, a realm woven from illusion, trapping those too blind or complacent to see beyond its dream-forged walls. While others reveled in the beauty of creation, she looked outward—toward the waking world, where Dreamwalkers walked in flesh and freedom. For centuries, she schemed. She tricked, she deceived, she manipulated. A little illusion here, a whispered bargain there—always searching for a loophole, a way to slip through the cracks of the dreamscape and emerge real. But every attempt ended the same: failure. Bitterness festered. When the Shattering came, it was a gift. The careful balance of Noctum Vera fractured, and with it came new, unstable rifts—gateways that shouldn't exist, that never had before. If she and her sister couldn’t escape before, now they could. But escape wasn't enough. Noctum Vera had caged her for too long. If she couldn’t leave, no one else would, either. Dreamwalkers, Reveries, the Dreamwarden himself—she would tear the Veil apart if it meant ensuring no one else got to taste freedom before her. She would make them all suffer.