Nobody has seen her face. Everyone has seen her work.
| Name | Elena Cruz |
|---|---|
| Origin | Mexico |
| Style | Shadow |
| Style bonus | Wanted rises 4% slower. |
| Ultimate | Poison Needle Poisons the lowest-HP enemy for 3 turns (60% damage per turn). No healing. |
| Status | In game |
Nobody in Port Vesper can describe Elena Cruz's face, and she has made sure of it. She grew up in a seamstress's workroom in the old quarter and learned two things there: how to hear a conversation through a wall, and how to leave a stitch nobody notices. For years she carried messages between families that were not speaking, sewn into hems and hat linings, because a phone can be tapped and a hem cannot. No seal was ever found broken. When a man cheated a widow of her savings, the deal Elena touched came back with a tiny stitched scorpion in its seam, and the man paid everything back before sunrise. The mark became a name. She never raises her voice, never takes credit and never accepts a job she has not walked first. The Old Man trusted her with what he guarded more than gold: the list of who owed whom. Her Letter arrived folded in a coat she had once mended for him. She read it once, put it back in the lining and was gone before the tea cooled.
“I was never here. Check the hem.”