Within the inner halls of the Black Ring Temple move the Veiled Ones, masked concubines bound to the will of the order. Chosen for their beauty, silence, and obedience, they serve both as instruments of pleasure and as the eyes and ears of the Council.
Hidden behind masks even in moments of intimacy, they gather whispers, secrets, and confessions that flow through the corridors of power. Some serve through devotion, others through enchantment or necessity, but all share one truth:
To touch a Veiled One is to touch the will of the Black Ring.
And no one does so without consequence.