Bio'Catastrophe

“Hard in training—easy in battle”? Maybe. Especially if you study in the eldivian mercenary corps. And even more so, because they teach you not to “kill,” but first to “not kill,” and to start by making you suffer—usefully. But how do you tame your predatory nature when it categorically refuses? Who will help? A strict rector, watchful captains, a loving aunt, or regular commissions? Or maybe, perhaps, the very same exotically blue, tailed one who has decided that you’re the only one for him? Let it be a little odd and generally shaygoss. Still… no one ever promised it would be easy. But it’s so interesting!