The Blood Moon cursed four daughters for obedience to the evil of their world. Each daughter was
graced with a gi meant to fight the horrors around them. The eldest was Clara, blessed with strength to
fight a death dealer and speed to glimmer in the sunlight. Next was Felicia so spoken whisperer of
beasts of land and sea. Maria, the third child, was grace and charm. She walked silently amongst her
company until her gaze was needed to distract and disable her prey. The youngest daughter had a thread
of truth %ed from each finger and an ear for echoes of the future. Blessed with powers beyond all
others, the daughters were born to rise and triumph.
But as tragic heroes oen do, the daughters fell to shame for one fatal ‘aw. Des%ny may have ordained
them as saviors but humans doubt fate at every turn. The one fatal ‘aw among them was honor, sacred
honor bound them to obey. Des%ny, being an imperfect mistress, was carless with her pawns. Moving a
man into marriage to the wrong woman made a bi)er house. A wiser, more pa%ent woman was needed
to outlive her brutal husband for the daughters to be cleansed beneath a white full moon on the eve of
the anniversary of the marriage arranged by the gods themselves to bring the daughters to life.
In every genera%on Des%ny chose husbands for the daughters and one of the four found themselves in a
miserable match, con%nuing the cursed line to the next genera%on. To break the Blood Moon’s curse,
the mother needed to bear four daughters. Following the fourth daughter, the eve of her wedding
anniversary the mother must bathe her daughters-eldest to youngest– under a full moon. For eighteen
genera%ons, the mother had never succeeded to cleanse her daughters. With sorrow, all but two
genera%on of daughters saw their mother die shortly aer giving birth to the last daughter at the hands
of their father. While their father lived and their mother died, the Blood Moon bound their powers to
