Havenfall Harbor

Home for wayward and orphaned supernaturals.

Bridging the gap between supernaturals and humans is my only goal, or so I thought. Keeping myself alive and out of trouble is proving harder than expected.
Getting a job as the first human liaison at Havenfall was a dream come true, until I realize it’s not just humans that don’t want the species mixing.
Someone doesn’t want me a here, and they aren’t making it a secret that they will do just about anything to make sure I don’t stick around.
Seems like I have a few things to teach them about underestimating my determination.