A major antagonist of the lambs and possibly the saviour of mankind.


Black hair, fashionably styled and reaching at least below the chin.[1] Her eyes are dark and narrow, and she favours crimson lipstick. [2] She generally wears a short coat with skirt and boots. [3]


She took Wyvern as a student, and brewed her own to dose herself beyond the recommended limits. Shaped her brain as a generalist, able to pick up nearly anything.

Project EffectsEdit

Smarter, quicker on the uptake. Emphasised long term planning.

Claims it has weakened her long-term recall and emotional defences.[4]

Expiration DateEdit

Lost a few decades from Wyvern.[5]


Sy finds it difficult to figure her out. She seems to express her emotions openly,[6] but her end goals are always hidden. Her speciality is grand designs, large-scale actions that change everything. She wins people over by promising to save them, heal them, but the people closest to her are the ones too broken to heal.[7]


A disrupter and thinker and planner.

Highly circumspect

Was part of the Lambsbridge project.[8]


Departed Radham Academy in 1921, in the company of Walter Gund, she travelled between towns evading pursuit and setting up a plan to have the Crown's chemical leash and sterilisation plans activated years ahead of schedule. She met the Lambs of Lambsbridge, and she made them an offer to defect. Stitch in Time.

In 1922 or 1923, she aided the escape of Mavis Pardoe, alias Avis, from her imprisonment at the order of the Duke of Francis. In the spring of 1923, she organised a meeting of the fractured rebel factions at Brechwell, to unite against their enemies.




Was imprisoned.

References Edit

  1. "Her hair was nice, though some of it was caught beneath a crimson scarf" — hair must long enough to reach the scarf, and if the scarf was higher it would be deliberate, not 'caught'. - Stitch in Time 4.4
  2. Her hair was black, a contrast to Wendy’s blonde hair, cut straight, and tucked behind one ear, while it obscured the other.  Her eyes were narrow and dark, her mouth curved in a light smile, painted crimson. Excerpt from Interlude 3.x
  3. Fray was dressed similar to how she had been dressed last night, with a knee-length dress, stockings, and a shorter coat. - Tooth and Nail 7.13
  4. “You portray yourself as nice, gentle.  You truly care about everyone you meet,” I said.

    “I do.  I grow attached too easily.  The barriers got worn away by my Wyvern doses, along with my long-term recall.” - Stitch in Time 4.9
  5. "...My estimation is that I’ll suffer the true effects of Wyvern in eight to eleven years." - Bitter Pill 15.14
  6. “Why not?” she asked, and she sounded disappointed.  I’d expected her to be more guarded, hiding her emotions, but she wasn’t. - Stitch in Time 4.4
  7. “It’ll be something like that.  And it sounds awfully good.  She understands.  She has the resources, and she has the willingness to help, which was the main thing you lacked.  If you work with her, then your dreams will come true.  You’ll be able to do this, but on a far greater scale.  She’ll promise to fix your brain.  And all of this?  It’s true.  Completely honest.  Her background, the parallels to your own experience, the promise to fix your brain.”
    The reality was, Fray’s collection of wounded that she kept close were the deeply wounded. The ones who would wrestle with the damage they had sustained and likely never find their way back to ‘normal’, even with the brilliant mind of a professor turned to the task. - Bitter Pill 15.4
  8. - Excerpt from Bitter Pill 15.14]]