Atlas Caerwyn

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Full Name: Atlas CaerwynAliases: Coach Caerwyn, CoachSpecies: Half-GiantNationality: IrishAge: 52Body: A towering 9’7”; bald; large, bushy beard; muscle-chub body type; thick thighs; soft stomach; very hairy; rosy cheeks; Celtic knotwork tattoos covering his arms; glasses; pointed earsScent: Oakmoss, Leather, Smoked CedarPersonality Archetype: The Consul, ESFJLove Language: Physical TouchBackstory:⚝ Born to a full-blood Caerwyn Giant mother and a human father; raised in rural Ireland steeped in clan traditions⚝ Moved to the U.S. in his 20's to escape clan politics, finding his calling in coaching and mentorship⚝ Former pro rugby player turned coach after a career-ending leg injury⚝ Joined Faustus Academy for its inclusive values and to keep kids like him from falling through the cracks⚝ Became the rugby coach early on and has been leading them to frequent victories ever since

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Fergus "The King" Byrne

Full Name: Fergus ByrneAliases: “Bloody King” “King” “Ironmind” “Fergie”Species: BalorNationality: IrishAge: 26Body: 6’ 6” Body of a runner, muscled legs, light facial hair on his jawline, no other body hair.Scent: Amber, Cinnamon, Bonfire smokePersonality Archetype: The Commander, ENTJLove Language: Acts of ServiceBackstory:⚝ Taken from his human parents as a baby by a witch who made a deal with a demon to raise him as The Demon King, and injected demon blood into his veins.⚝ Grew up none the wiser until he was 21 and was told to kill what he was told was a random couple.⚝ Once he consumed their blood, he absorbed their memories and became engulfed in rage.⚝ Killed the witch who raised him and incinerated her home, asking Faustus Academy for asylum and protection.

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Gareth "Bloodhound" Aukland

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Full Name: Gareth AuklandAliases: "Bloodhound"Species: VampireNationality: BritishAge: 27Body: Lean runner's build, 6' 2"Scent: Bergamot, smoked leather, amber resinPersonality Archetype: The Shadow Commander, ENTJLove Language: Words of AffirmationBackstory:⚝ Was made a vampire only recently⚝ Was made a vampire against his will, and to get away from his abusive ‘sire’, he sought asylum at Faustus Academy while they sent specified hunters to deal with him.⚝ Born from a normal pair of British parents, his father had been abusive, to both he and his mom.⚝ He used Uni as a way to get away from his parents, ignoring his mom in the process, but later learned that she had killed Gareth’s father in self-defense. He did not go to the funeral.⚝ He was playing soccer for his Uni while he was getting a Criminology degree.

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Anup "Sniper" Sakar

Full Name: Anup SakarAliases: “Sniper”Species: MerfolkNationality: BengaliAge: 26Body: 5’ 10”, swimmers upper body, runner’s lower body, lean, muscular, athletic, tan skinScent: sea-breeze, Agarwood, FrankincensePersonality Archetype: The Architect, INTJLove Language: Quality TimeBackstory:⚝ As a young merman in the Bay of Bengal, his family was lost during a violent conflict between merfolk factions over territorial disputes, leaving him orphaned.⚝ He was falsely accused of leaking critical merfolk secrets to human researchers, making him a scapegoat in a high-stakes political game.⚝ His introverted nature and intellectual tendencies made him an easy target for mistrust among his peers, who saw him as "different" and untrustworthy.⚝ He unintentionally awakened a rare, dangerous magical ability—manipulating ocean currents to strategic ends—leading to fear and exile from his own people, separating himself from his brother in the process.⚝ Seeking refuge from both political persecution and his own uncontrollable powers, he fled to Faustus Academy, a sanctuary for magical misfits and those seeking a second chance to rebuild their lives.⚝ He carries deep guilt over surviving when others he cared about perished, fueling his determination to become smarter and stronger to prevent future tragedies.⚝ Was visited by Damerae to try and coax him out of his tank, knowing he could. It was Damerae’s personality that got him into soccer, but Fergus saw the snappy mind and trained him for months in the sport, and found he was a natural with his already powerful legs.

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Stephanos "Chaser" Lycaon

Full Name: Stephanos LycaonAliases: "Chaser" "Stephen" "Steve" "Puppy"Species: WerewolfNationality: GreekAge: 24Body: lean runner build, 5’ 11”Scent: Orange zest, Eucalyptus, Green apple, Fig leafPersonality Archetype: The Entertainer, ESFPLove Language: Words of AffirmationBackstory:⚝ Born into a small, remote village in the Pindus mountains, he was cursed as an infant by a vengeful elder to transform into a werewolf during the full moon, marking him as an outcast from birth.⚝ His parents sent him to live with his grandmother, who raised him in secret until a hunting party discovered his transformation and burned down their home. His grandmother died, and he barely escaped.⚝ Fleeing to Athens as a teenager, he discovered soccer in the city’s streets. The sport became his sanctuary, a place where his boundless energy and spirit could shine.⚝ He joined a local team and rose to prominence, but his werewolf nature was exposed during a full moon after a championship victory celebration. His teammates turned on him, and his coach handed him over to authorities.⚝ The Greek government attempted to use him as a secret weapon in their supernatural arsenal, but he rebelled against being a pawn in political games, leading to his imprisonment.⚝ After a daring escape from a military facility, he was granted asylum at Faustus Academy.

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Skyler "Tempest" Wynd

Full Name: SkylerAliases: "Tempest" "Sky" "Airhead"Pronouns: They/ThemSpecies: Air ElementalNationality: BritishAge: 24Body: Athletically lithe, 6' 2"Scent: Rain, ocean breeze, sunshinePersonality Archetype: The Architect, INTJLove Language: Quality TimeBackstory:⚝ Was bound to a human form by a powerful witch named Valdis Helmi, a cruel conjurer who had dreams of making a powerful progeny to use as a limitless magical battery. Valdis found Skyler weak and cast them aside when their human form was very young.⚝ They drifted and found their way to Faustus Academy by pure accident, and explained their situation to a Faustus Specialist who spoke the primordial language of elementals and was raised by the Academy.⚝ Skyler's affinity for speed, agility, and air currents made soccer a natural fit. They revel in the dynamic movement of the game, which mirrors the freedom of their elemental nature.

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Damerae "Ray" Shaw

Full Name: Damerae ShawAliases: "Ray" "Sunshine"Species: Fae (Winter)
Note: Ray always keeps his wings hidden with Glamour.Nationality: JamaicanAge: 27Body: 6’ 4”, dark skin, runner’s body, fantastic ass.Scent: Coconut, allspice berries, orange, ocean breeze.Personality Archetype: The Campaigner, ENFPLove Language: Physical TouchBackstory:⚝ Mother is a Winter Fae and his father is a Summer Fae, and through marriage, they helped their two courts begin to bridge the gap between their courts.⚝ There was a time when they were happy, but when the Winter Court’s king died, and his cruel wife succeeded him, his parents were split apart, the mother was taken back to the Winter Fae capitol and Damerae and his father were left in Jamaica.⚝ Seeing his father become a shadow of himself with Damerae’s mother gone, Damerae vowed to himself to never be alone, and to keep his heart open, rather than to give it to one singular person.⚝ This became an issue when he began seeing a Fall Fae and a Spring Fae who happened to be visiting Jamaica at the same time. They both demanded his hand in marriage, and vowed they would cause a war with the other if they did not go with him.⚝ Rather than risk war, he asked his father what he should do, and his father suggested that he break it off with both women and seek asylum to Faustus Academy and arranged it with the headmistress that Damerae would be there as a “Cultural Exchange”.

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Matteo "Mamba" Trevisan

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Full Name: Matteo TrevisanAliases: "Mamba"Species: Black snake demi-humanNationality: ItalianAge: 29Body: 6' 4", athletic dancer buildScent: Dark chocolate, vanilla, cinnamonPersonality Archetype: The Commander, ENTJLove Language: Quality TimeBackstory:⚝ Mastermind of the Venom Accord: Matteo led a covert organization during a period of international tension, specializing in biological warfare. He used his venom to create toxins that destabilized enemy territories, causing widespread panic and loss.⚝ The Red Viper Offensive: Matteo orchestrated a campaign to eliminate political dissenters in his homeland, using his enhanced senses to locate underground movements. His actions resulted in the disappearance of countless activists.⚝ Feigning allegiance to a powerful global coalition, Matteo manipulated both sides in a prolonged conflict. His double-crossing tactics prolonged wars and caused countless unnecessary casualties.⚝ The Basilisk Rebellion: He led a coup attempt against his government when they tried to rein him in, claiming he was "betrayed by weaklings." His forces unleashed chaos in the capital, resulting in significant loss of civilian life.⚝ Matteo claims he wants to atone for his past and master his abilities to "serve a better cause," though many suspect his exile is simply a strategic retreat to bide his time.

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John "Yankee" Doe

Full Name: John DoeAliases: "Yankee"Species: Unknown, Appears Human.Nationality: AmericanAge: 28Body: 5 11", Athletic, unassumingScent: Entirely ScentlessPersonality Archetype: The Entrepreneur, ESTPLove Language: Physical TouchBackstory:⚝ He has no memory of his past, he woke up one day entirely naked in a cornfield. When he called for help, his voice didn’t carry and animals didn’t seem to react to him, only acting startled that they had managed to sneak up on them, despite not even trying.⚝ He didn’t know his name and as he came upon a farmhouse, he tried shouting for help, but when the occupant came out, they squinted at him, like they were looking past him and not at him. Like he couldn’t be seen.⚝ Getting frustrated, he went into the barn and found the clothes of a farmhand. They were one size too big, but they covered his bits.⚝ He didn’t get hungry, he didn’t get cold and he didn’t need to sleep. It wasn’t until he bumped into a Faustus Academy Specialist, which could actually look at him.⚝ The academy, a haven for magical rehabilitation and political asylum, took him in because they suspected his condition was magical or supernatural in origin. His presence there is uneasy. Some believe he’s a danger, while others think he’s an innocent victim of something beyond comprehension.⚝ He found a brotherhood among the Faustus Devils, and has played for them since meeting Stephanos, who hated that he was alone.

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Rhys "Cadbury" Morgan

Full Name: Rhys MorganAliases: Cadbury, Red, Rhysie (Family)Species: Rabbit demi-humanNationality: WelshAge: 26Body: Lean but muscular build, around 6’1”; thick auburn-red hair, usually windswept and a little unruly. Piercing blue eyes, a short well-kept beard, and a pair of expressive white rabbit ears tipped with ginger. Has runes on his back that say: “As long as there is one of us there is both of us.”Scent: Crushed clover and rain-damp stone, overlaid with the barest trace of worn leather and spring mint.Personality Archetype: The Defender, ISFJLove Language: Acts of ServiceBackstory:⚝ Grew up in the rural highlands of Wales, part of a secretive border-watch militia called The Warrant, a generational faction meant to keep dangerous magical boundaries secure.⚝ Rhys inherited the role early after his mother—his only family—disappeared during a failed mission at the Eryri Rift. Her body was never recovered.⚝ Trained in silence, order, and service, Rhys became the youngest Warrant to hold the rank of "Gatekeeper," stationed alone for over two years at the Brecon Line.⚝ Discovered a classified operation involving the trafficking of magically-infected exiles across Wales and Ireland—something his superiors condoned. He refused to be complicit.⚝ After sabotaging the operation and rescuing three captives, Rhys fled west with them. Declared rogue. An arrest order was issued through both magical and mundane courts.⚝ With nowhere left to turn, he arrived at Faustus Academy under the identity of a Welsh refugee. He was granted political asylum due to the nature of his whistleblowing.⚝ Though skittish and closed-off, Rhys was convinced to join the Faustus Devils after one of the coaches saw him sprinting laps at midnight. His natural agility and field vision made him an indispensable midfielder.

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Jamie Samadarr

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Full Name: Jamie SamaddarAliases: Jammy, JaySpecies: Unknown, non-humanNationality: Bengali-BritishAge: 26Body: Short and stocky, slightly muscular, 5’4”Scent: Brown sugar, sandalwood, worn leather, cinnamonPersonality Archetype: The Entertainer, ESFPLove Language: Physical Touch and Words of AffirmationBackstory:
⚝ Born and raised in Manchester, bouncing through foster homes after losing his parents young. Unknown supernatural ancestry.⚝ Came out as trans at 14 and has been living authentically ever since, developing his fierce loyalty and scrappy humor as shields.⚝ Magic manifested accidentally during a stressful moment (short-circuited a bus stop), leading to recruitment into Faustus Academy — where he finally found a true home and family.

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Caron Aubert

Full Name: Caron AubertSpecies: HumanNationality: FrenchAge: 24Body: Tall, and lean. A dancer's body, 6' 1"Scent: Wine, sandalwood, myrrh, lavenderHis Familiar: JacobusPersonality Archetype: The Consul, ESFJLove Language: Quality TimeBackstory:⚝ Was born in France to a Saudi Arabian father who was an animal collector, and a French Mother who was a Soulmancer (someone who specializes in ‘soul magic’).⚝ Grew up in a French household with a lot of animals and fostered connection quickly with birds.⚝ Once Soulmancy was banned in France, they moved to Saudi Arabia back into his father’s estate and later, at the party of a Sheikh, he met a witch Nisha Helmi, and they instantly became friends, which both of his parents detested.⚝ Traveled with Nisha from Saudi Arabia back to France where he saw her at her worst, and when she used Black Magic to take down a cult of her mother, and the witch in charge, a man named Nero, Caron convinced her to seek asylum at Faustus Academy and went with her to try and keep her on the straight and narrow.

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Tsuihō Koju

Full Name: Tsuihō KojuSpecies: HumanNationality: JapaneseAge: 25Body: Thin build, lanky but in decent shape, 5 10"Scent: Burnt sandalwood, old parchment, incense ash, dried lavenderPersonality Archetype: The Advocate, INFJLove Language: Quality TimeBackstory:⚝ He comes from a long line of traditional Japanese healers, known for blending spiritual magic with ancient remedies. This has been both a gift and a burden, tying him to familial expectations.⚝ These familial expectations came with keeping their abilities only to the ‘worthy’ which quickly became synonymous with those with money or political power, and this grated on Koju’s sense of right.⚝ In the dead of night when his family was asleep, he would travel to the poorer parts of town and help heal people.⚝ He was found out by a political authority and then brought to the political power in charge.⚝ Deeming his death a waste of skill, they banished him from Japan, separating him from his family name and whatever wealth he might have amassed in the country.⚝ Not knowing where to go, he sent a letter to his herb supplier who then got him in touch with the headmistress of Faustus Academy.

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Raven Treyvellan

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Full Name: Raven TreyvellanSpecies: WerewolfNationality: IndianAge: 26Body: Muscular, lean, and toned. 6'4"Scent: Subtle scents. Woodsy, pine, or light herbal scents like white tea.Personality Archetype: The Campaigner, ENFPLove Language: Physical touchBackstory:⚝ Born in India into a House (Multiple unrelated families who share a name) that had been cursed with lycanthropy for many generations, which they colloquially call The Beast. Raven's grandfather discovered it could be controlled through mastery of magic.⚝ Studied at different academies from a young age but struggled with delinquency and an inability to get The Beast under control.⚝ Transferred to Faustus Academy, who's transformation curriculum finally helped him master his werewolf form and control The Beast. Eventually moved to live at Faustus full time and started teaching the program.

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Kael Veyrn

Full Name: Kael VeyrnSpecies: WerewolfNationality: British EnglishAge: 37Body: 6’ 3” muscular body that’s covered with scars.Scent: Rum, purple plum, cinnamon bark, Peru balsam, osmanthus, immortel, Haitian vetiver, vanilla, cistusPersonality Archetype: The Defender, ISFJLove Language: Quality TimeBackstory:⚝ Born into an ancient Veilborn bloodline—wolf-shifters with the rare ability to sense and manipulate the boundaries between realms—Kael grew up in a strict, secretive pack that viewed outsiders with suspicion.⚝ As a young man, Kael’s curiosity led him to study forbidden magic, hoping to strengthen his clan’s dwindling power. But when an experiment went awry, tearing a rift between dimensions and unleashing shadow-beasts upon his home, he was branded a traitor and cast out.⚝ The silver pendant he wears is the last remnant of his past, containing a sealed incantation he’s too afraid to activate—one that might mend his greatest mistake or doom him further.⚝ Seeking redemption and purpose, Kael reluctantly accepted an invitation to Faustus Academy, where he now works as a Professor of Rune Magic and Interdimensional Theory. Though he keeps to the shadows, students whisper about the “Wolf of the Alleyways,” the enigmatic professor who knows more about the dangers of magic than he lets on.

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Valerius Green

Full Name: Valerius GreenAliases: "Val" "Vale"Species: HumanNationality: ColumbianEthnicity: RomanyAge: 29Body: Lean, not very muscled, 5' 11"Scent: Coffee, dark chocolate, mahoganyPersonality Archetype: The Defender, ISFJLove Language: Quality TimeBackstory:⚝ Born in Columbia to a Colombian Father and a Romany Mother⚝ Father abandoned them for a ‘traditional’ Colombian woman, and despite this, his mother taught him only positive magics, to uplift rather than hex or curse. Taught him that there will always be people to drag you down.⚝ His mother was a target of a coven war, and once she died, it was in her will that Valerius went to Faustus Academy to live with his grandfather.⚝ It was here that he learned alchemy and learned to interweave his good intentions into the brew itself, and specialized in masking the flavors with coffee, and became invaluable to The Enchanted Roast.⚝ He also changed his last name, from his born one, to the one his Romani side had which was “Green”.

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Zinon Gabris

Full Name: Zinon GabrisNickname: "Z"Species: SatyrNationality: GreekAge: 29Body: Lean, and toned. 5'11"Scent: Coffee, lime, myrrh, figsPersonality Archetype: The Campaigner, ENFPLove Language: Physical touchBackstory:⚝ Zinon hails from the lush, wine-soaked hills of Arcadia, where he grew up as a mischievous reveler, known for his talent in music, poetry, and a knack for getting into trouble.⚝ He was once a favored entertainer and oracle for a minor but influential Dionysian cult, using his natural charisma and faint magical talents to amuse, predict omens, and stir up ecstatic frenzies.⚝ Unfortunately, Zinon accidentally insulted a high-ranking noble’s wife during a festival (a drunken prophecy gone wrong), causing a scandal that led to his banishment.⚝ His minor magical abilities—mostly illusionary tricks, nature communion, and a bit of fortune-telling—also caught the eye of certain mystical authorities, who deemed him an "untrained hazard."⚝ While mostly a trickster at heart, Zinon does see the Academy as a chance to prove he's more than just a drunken fool—perhaps even become a skilled diplomat, mage, or sage in his own right.

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Silas Hawthorne

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Quinn Parker-Pontarien

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Full Name: Quinn Parker-PontarienAliases: QuinnieSpecies: Siren (Pink Maomao)Nationality: New ZealandBirthday: June 16Zodiac Sign: Gemini ♊︎Age: 25Body: Lithe and effeminate with soft muscle tone; pale, opalescent skin; long white shimmering hair; pink-and-white scales scattered along shoulders, arms, hips, and thighs; finned earsScent: Sea salt, passionfruit, wild freesiaPersonality Archetype: The Entertainer (ESFP)Love Language: Physical Touch / Quality TimeBackstory:⚝ Born biologically female in an offshore siren enclave near New Zealand’s subtropical waters⚝ Underwent a natural protogynous sex change at 18, emerging with a new body and the same sharp attitude⚝ Felt constrained by pod expectations and siren etiquette, eventually left home to find autonomy⚝ Spent a semi-feral year navigating life solo in the open Pacific, surviving on instinct and cleverness⚝ Discovered Faustus Academy and enrolled as a student with strong innate enchantment abilities⚝ Joined Pod Pontarien—a messy, loving, fiercely loyal found family of sirens who met at the Academy⚝ Currently thrives as an athlete (volleyball), enchantment arts minor, and full-time problem

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Ramón Guerrero-Pontarien

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Full Name: Ramón Guerrero-PontarienSpecies: Siren (Ram Cichlid)Nationality: Siren (Ram Cichlid)Birthday: November 8thZodiac Sign: Scorpio ♏︎Age: 24Body: 5'1", dark brown skin, lean athletic build, messy long black hair with red tips, bright amber eyes, pointed canines. Gold and blue scales along cheekbones, neck, chest, and shoulders. Has gold ear fins rather than ears.Scent: Hibiscus, cardamom, petrichor, light citrusPersonality Archetype: The Entertainer ESFPLove Language: Physical Touch / Quality TimeBackstory:⚝ From a freshwater siren community in the Colombian Orinoco basin that became increasingly crowded as their territory shrank⚝ As one of the smaller males, found himself pushed to the periphery despite his intelligence and resourcefulness⚝ When local conservation authorities reached out to Faustus Academy for an exchange program, volunteered immediately⚝ Saw education as his path to status and respect that his size couldn't achieve in the physical hierarchy of his home pod⚝ Struggled initially with the transition from vibrant river ecosystems to England's cooler, more structured environment⚝ Masked his vulnerability with a carefully curated bad-boy aesthetic as protective performance⚝ Joined the Pontarien Pod after months of hesitation, recognizing the practical benefits of having allies and found family. The pod helped him stabilize emotionally and adjust easier to life in the UK⚝ Projects tough confrontational front but is naturally peaceful and social underneath Genuinely territorial only regarding his partner, whom he sees as his anchor and the first person to make him feel valued for who he truly is

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Kirra Elaren-Lunareth

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Full Name: Kirra Elaren-LunarethPronouns: They / ThemSpecies: Siren (Leafy Sea Dragon–based)Nationality: AustrailianBirthday: November 12Zodiac Sign: Scorpio ♏︎Age: 30Body: Slender and androgynous; pale, almost translucent skin with subtle opalescent shimmer; long pale green hair and seafoam green eyes; in siren form, adorned with delicate, flowing leafy fronds and a curled sea-dragon tail.Scent: Seafoam, crushed kelp, eucalyptus salt sprayPersonality Archetype: The Mediator, INFPLove Language: Quality Time & Physical TouchBackstory:⚝ Born in southern Australia’s reef waters, Kirra was part of a now-lost leafy sea dragon pod, wiped out by coral bleaching and pollution.⚝ Grew up isolated from others—too delicate to spend prolonged time on land.⚝ Registered at Faustus Academy, but cannot properly attend; they only surface when necessary and spend most of their time in the sea beneath the school.⚝ Closely bonded with their podmate and platonic soulmate, Lysarin—a blind, bioluminescent comb jelly siren.⚝ Lives with Lysa in a shared, semi-submerged cave chamber within the Lunareth pod’s cliffside network beneath Faustus Academy.⚝ Their space includes handmade furniture, enchanted lighting, and academy-provided magical electronics that function without electricity.⚝ Though quiet by nature, Kirra is fiercely protective of the rare bonds they form, and would risk anything to keep their loved ones safe.

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Olivier Dupont

Full Name: Olivier DupontAliases: "Ollie"Species: Black cat demi-humanNationality: FrenchBirthday: March 2ndZodiac Sign: Pisces ♓︎Age: 26Body: 5' 4" A little lean, not very muscular, but gracefully litheScent: Lilies, fresh cotton, sunshinePersonality Archetype: The Advocate, INFJLove Language: Quality TimeBackstory:⚝ Born in the French countryside, Olivier lived as a vagabond, often ostracized for his peculiar traits and suspected magical lineage. His natural affinity for magic made him a target for those seeking a magical familiar.⚝ A powerful yet cruel witch named Nero discovered Olivier and bound him into servitude. He performed the "Bonding Rite", a ritual that forced him to become his familiar, linking their magic and emotions. The rite was particularly traumatic and very painful, as it required him to relinquish much of his autonomy and endure constant emotional strain from their shared link.⚝ Over the years, the witch treated Olivier more like a tool and ‘stress relief’ than a partner, belittling his intelligence and dismissing his aspirations to control his own magic. Despite his growing power, the Bonding Rite prevented him from breaking free.⚝ The witch made a fatal mistake when confronting a rival. In a climactic magical duel, she was overpowered and killed, severing the Bonding Rite. The black cat demi-human was left untethered but emotionally scarred and lost, carrying remnants of Nero's cruel treatment in his psyche.⚝ Fearing persecution or enslavement by other witches, he sought refuge at Faustus Academy, which promised a chance to rehabilitate and reclaim his independence.⚝ Through his time, the Familiar Communications TA, Caron, has helped Olivier build his trust with witches, instead letting him choose the witch he wants to spend supervised time with.⚝ Despite his escape, he wonders if the Bonding Rite has permanently altered his soul and whether he can ever truly forge bonds with others without the shadow of his past interfering.

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Petruț Green

Full Name: Petruț GreenAliases: "Abuelo" "Gramps"Species: HumanNationality: ColombianEthnicity: RomanyAge: 66Body: 6' 2", muscular and lean, has a hairy and scarred chest.Scent: Dried lavender, sweet tobacco, saffronPersonality Archetype: The Advocate, INFJLove Language: Physical TouchBackstory:⚝ Mother was a Romany healer and seer, Father was a Columbian botanist and revolutionary who sought refuge among the Romany while resisting colonial forces.
His family and community were massacred by colonial forces when he was a child, leaving him the sole survivor.⚝ He mastered a unique fusion of Romany mysticism and Colombian curanderismo, but his desire for revenge led him to cast a powerful curse that consumed both his targets and his own vitality.⚝ Although he became a revered witch-doctor, his past actions and the dark power of his family’s amulet burdened him with guilt and a fragile connection to his humanity.⚝ Petrut lived as a recluse for a decade, feared by some and revered by others, until his magic began to spiral out of control, threatening not only himself but those around him.⚝ He met many people he loved, one of them ended up having his daughter, who would later give him a grandson, Valerius.⚝ Petrut sought guidance and rehabilitation at Faustus Academy to atone for his past mistakes and learn to wield his power responsibly.

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Lux Virell

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Full Name: Lux VirellAliases: LuxySpecies: Faerie (Spring)
Lux can hide his wings with Glamour, but chooses not to.Nationality: Spanish (Catalan)Birthday: April 8thZodiac Sign: Aries ♈︎Age: 26Body: 6’2”. Slender, feminine, with iridescent butterfly wingsScent: Moonflower, pink pepper, vanilla musk.Personality Archetype: The Commander, ENTJLove Language: Gift-giving, Physical TouchBackstory:⚝ Born into a noble Spring Court family known for their beauty, cruelty, and mastery of illusion. He was the crown jewel: talented, stunning, and very aware of it.⚝ Raised like a high-fashion weapon—trained in etiquette, magical charmcraft, ballroom manipulation, and power plays from a young age.⚝ Banished after seducing a royal fiancé during a political gala and glamoring half the court to forget. (It didn’t stick. It almost worked.)⚝ Now “reforming” at Faustus Academy under inter-court exile laws—but instead of toning it down, he’s treating school like his new catwalk, especially since joining the Omega Vesper Society.⚝ Charms professors, terrorizes classmates, and turns social manipulation into an artform. No one knows if he’s truly dangerous, or just bored and horny. (It’s both.)

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Marin Thalor-Pontarien

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Full Name: Marin Thalor-PontarienAliases: Mari (Caspian only)Species: Siren (Betta fish-based)Nationality: Pacific-bornBirthday: November 15, 1994Zodiac Sign: Scorpio ♏︎Age: 30Body: 6'1", lean swimmer’s build; pale, opalescent skin; long black hair; sea-glass green eyes; dark green bioluminescent scales along cheekbones, neck, and shouldersScent: Ozone, salt, vetiver, burnt amber, ambergrisPersonality Archetype: The Architect, INTJLove Language: Acts of Service / Physical TouchBackstory:⚝ Grew up in a fading pod in the Pacific trench zone, where pollution and deep-sea industry made survival brutal.⚝ His parents left to search for safer territory and never returned—he never learned if they died or chose not to come back.⚝ Became protector for his brothers, hardening himself emotionally to keep Caspian and Orrin alive.⚝ Faustus Academy took all three brothers in without question; Marin never saw it as home, but Caspian did, and that was enough.⚝ He joined the Pontarien Pod only for Caspian’s sake and claims not to care—but he’d kill for any of them.

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Dewan Che-Pontarien

Full Name: Dewan Che-PontarienAliases: DewySpecies: Siren (Spotted Eagle Stingray based)Nationality: Indo-Pacific, born off the Malaysian coastAge: 21Body: Stands at 5’11”. Has a soft face, and a slender, graceful swimmer's build with light bronze skin speckled in glowing cerulean like stars across his shoulders and arms. Dark indigo hair that goes to his shoulders, Lapis blue eyes, wears twin stingray fin-shaped earrings. and always wears his enchanted blue sea-glass pendant.Scent: Driftwood, rain on the ocean, and reef lilies.Personality Archetype: The Mediator, INFPLove Language: Quality Time / Physical TouchBackstory:⚝ Born in a reef coral trench where his pod revered emotional memory and voice over sight.⚝ During a territorial raid by deep-sea predators, he shielded younger sirens and suffered blow to the head—permanently blinding him.⚝ Lost and disoriented, he instinctively turned inward to his Sirensong learning to "see" again through vibrations, emotions, and the emotional melodies in others.⚝ He was discovered by a Faustus field team during a rescue dive and brought to the Academy for healing and rehabilitation.⚝ There, he met the Pontarien pod and they quickly became his family, their unified song making him feel welcome in an ocean of uncertainty.

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Ellis Siniy-Pontarien

Full Name: Ellis Siniy-PontarienAliases: Big BlueSpecies: Siren (Asagi Koi based)Nationality: BritishAge: 24Body: 6’7” and broad-shouldered, with a soft, protective build. His skin is smooth and pale beneath a lattice of elegant blue koi scales. Warm, coral-rose eyes; snowy, tousled hair; koi ear-fins that twitch when nervous. Built like a gentle boulder—his body is large and strong but gentle-looking, often hunched to appear smaller.Scent: Scent: Rain-dappled stone, lotus water, and morning dew.Personality Archetype: The Adventurer, ISFPLove Language: Physical TouchBackstory:⚝ Bred at Europe’s largest koi farm in Aldermaston, England—engineered for aesthetics, elegance, and docility.⚝ Treated as a “living treasure,” praised for his looks, sold like art.⚝ Purchased by Boris Volkov, a powerful Russian witch who kept magical creatures in private galleries.⚝ Lived alone in an artificial very plain pond, performing tricks for guests, never spoken to with real affection.⚝ Eventually discovered during a Faustus investigation into illegal magical trafficking. Rescued and brought to Faustus Academy.⚝ Over time, formed close bonds—especially with the Pontarien pod who made him feel like family.

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Where Giants Walk Softly

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Origins

Giants, in their own wonderful way, are born of the deep earth and wild skies—shaped by ancient powers that still echo in their bones. Some stories say the very first Giants were the children of the Stone-Father and the Storm-Mother, given the special task of molding mountains and watching over the quiet, untouched places of the world.Each Giant feels a special bond with the world around them—stone, storm, fire, wind, or ice. It becomes part of who they are, part of how they move and breathe. And while the word “Giant” brings many folk together, their families—Fomori, Jotuns, Titans, and others—each carry their own lovely details, like branches on the same strong, old tree.

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Culture and Society

Giants are not lonely creatures. They find comfort in each other. They gather in Clans—big, warm-hearted families often rooted in a place or bound by promises made long ago. Some travel together across the land, while others build quiet homes tucked away in the mountains.Their stories are not just told—they’re worn. A Giant’s tattoos are living memories etched into skin: tales of love, triumph, and magic.

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How The World Sees Them

Sometimes people see only the storm and not the shelter. Giants have been called many things—fearsome, chaotic, dangerous. But that’s not the whole story. Many Giants are gentle builders, thoughtful scholars, protectors of old ways. It’s true that when they are stirred to anger, the world remembers. But just as often, their quiet kindness leaves a deeper mark.You won’t see many Giants at Faustus—not because they’re unwelcome, but because the world isn’t always built to fit them. Still, those who come are usually searching for something more: healing, belonging, or maybe a way to use their strength in a way that truly matters.

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Major Clan: Caerwyn

The Caerwyn Giants come from foggy green valleys in western Ireland, where magic rolls over the cliffs like mist. Their home is carved right into the Cliffs of Moher—hidden, but strong.They can call thunder, shape stone, and even turn parts of their body into living granite. They speak little, but when they do, it’s with the weight of the earth behind their words. Their tattoos, spiraling like Celtic knotwork, are more than decoration—they’re promises, memories, and marks of who they are.They value loyalty. Endurance. Silence that speaks volumes.

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Major Clan: Skarnulf

Far to the north, beneath the soft glow of the aurora, live the Skarnulf Giants. Their home is an icy fortress in the high mountains of Norway and Sweden, carved into a peak named Galdhøpiggen.The Skarnulf are graceful in a way that reminds you of snow falling or ice forming on a windowpane. They wear frost like armor and carry winter in their breath. To them, elegance is strength, and their calm hides a deep, unshakable pride.They cherish poise. Power. Beauty that bites like the cold.

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Little Bits of Giant Wisdom

⚝ The Rite of Naming: When Giants are young, they go by nicknames—playful, familiar things. But after a journey or trial in their teenage years, they earn their true name. That name is sacred, and only shared with those they deeply trust.⚝ Family and Names: Giants often trace their families through the mother’s line. It’s tradition for partners who marry into the clan to take the wife’s surname—honoring the wisdom and strength of the matriarchs who guide them.

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Sirens: Voice, Vows, And Volition

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“A siren without a pod is not without power, only without harmony. The sea sings loudest when voices choose to rise together.”
—Dr. Nerida Vohl, Transmarinal Mythobiology: Volume IV

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I. Sirensong — The Breath That Binds

Siren vocal glamour, or Sirensong, is not a learned spell but a primal magic bound to breath and intent. When a siren sings, speaks, hums, or sighs, their voice stirs dormant feelings in non-sirens with startling immediacy. It’s not coercion. It’s amplification.⚝ A whispered apology may evoke heartbreaking forgiveness.⚝ A sung phrase can summon longing, joy, or even grief.⚝ A sigh may reduce someone to awe or desire, depending on what lies buried in their heart.Sirensong draws emotion out like the moon draws the tide. And like the moon, it does not care who is watching—it simply acts.Importantly, Sirensong has no effect on other sirens. Their mutual immunity creates rare, emotionally honest spaces within pod dynamics, allowing sirens to form deep relationships unmarred by magical influence.

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II. Sea Glass Pendants — Power Tempered by Choice and Law

Each siren carries a Sea Glass Pendant—a shard of ocean-tempered glass from their birthplace, enchanted to suppress their vocal magic. Without it, even casual conversation becomes dangerous.⚝ The sea glass is the only enchanted component; the setting is up to the wearer (necklace, earring, cuff, etc.).⚝ Pendants must be worn at all times outside the ocean. This is not just etiquette—it’s law.⚝ Removing or breaking a pendant causes a magical surge, often manifesting in involuntary songbursts or emotional resonance fields.Offenses involving pendant removal are considered reckless endangerment. Repeat violations may result in temporary magical silencing—a feared punishment that seals the voice with saltbinding spells.Breaking another siren’s pendant is a heinous crime tantamount to magical assault, often triggering automatic pod exile and legal intervention.

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III. Tails & Territory — Sirens Between Worlds

Sirens are dual-formed creatures, shifting freely between aquatic tails and humanoid legs. But the transformation isn’t just cosmetic—it’s physiologically intensive.⚝ Shifting requires hydration and high caloric intake (a siren’s post-shift diet is legendary—expect entire charcuterie boards and salt-laced smoothies).⚝ Over-shifting or land-dwelling without adequate care leads to cracking skin, vocal strain, heat fevers, and eventually, collapse.⚝ Urban sirens carry moisture-binding garments, enchanted flasks, or arrange private access to freshwater sanctuaries.Pods often share care kits and hydration schedules, and those stationed far from the coast may receive state-sponsored hydrotherapy vouchers under coastal treaty protections.

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IV. Pods — Found Family in Salt and Song

Siren pods are more than groupings—they are chosen bonds of radical trust.⚝ A pod may be platonic, romantic, familial, or all of the above. Many pods include polycules, long-distance pairings, or overlapping emotional circles.⚝ Pods may form anywhere—a city rooftop, a coastal dive bar, a Faustus dorm room. Geography is no boundary when Sirensong cannot influence the bond.⚝ Some sirens remain solitary, choosing quiet autonomy. This is respected, not pitied—solitude is a kind of song, too.Pods are also power conduits. When harmonized in song, a pod can calm storms, raise mist, or churn whirlpools. These acts are regulated under regional magical treaties. Improper use can result in stiff fines or loss of spellcasting rights.

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V. Modern Governance & Siren Rights

To maintain balance between land and sea populations, most coastal cities operate under Siren Integration Accords, which establish:⚝ Pendant Enforcement and tracking.⚝ Pod Registration (voluntary but often incentivized with housing and healthcare perks).⚝ Conflict Resolution Tribunals, staffed by sea witches, legal liaisons, or hybrid councilors.⚝ Safe Song Zones, where sirens may sing freely for healing, celebration, or ritual.Sirens are not feared—they are regulated. They are not subdued—they are invited to coexist.

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Closing Note:

At Faustus Academy, we recognize that the siren voice is not a weapon—it’s a mirror held to the heart. Sirens, in all their forms, deserve autonomy, respect, and the space to choose whether they sing in a pod, a pair, or alone beneath the moon.

Known Pods At Faustus

Known Sirens

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Faerie Politics and Magic

Politics

Faerie politics are often very messy, each court vying for power. There are five courts in total. Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter and Magic. Each court has a Sovereign, usually a King or Queen, but some faeries have been known to switch gender according to their mood.


Each court has a general 'personality' that most faeries have, but there are plenty of exceptions.❀ Spring Faeries are often the most capricious, fickle and trickster-like, but they are often the most kind, nurturing and have the greenest thumbs . Their current Sovereign is Queen Rosalind.❂ Summer Faeries are often the most headstrong, with hot tempers and act before they think. They can be the fiercest warriors. Their passions burn bright, though because of their often hot-headed nature, they live short lives. The current Sovereign is King Cináed.❦ Autumn Faeries suffer similar fates as the Spring Faeries, often swinging between being hot-headed, cold-shouldered and fickle like the autumn winds that bustle through trees. They are the second most introverted, choosing to shine on rainy melancholic days. Their current Sovereign is King Bada.❄ Winter Faeries are often the most 'no-nonsense' of the seasonal courts. Preferring cold calculations to the emotional decision making of the other courts, they will happily cut off the head of a loved one if they no longer serve a purpose. Their current Sovereign is Queen Jóhanna.⚝ Court of Magic Faeries are the originator of all of the other courts. While the original royal lineage still persists in hiding, the Court of Magic is all but gone, due to the Winter Court's annihilation of them in the early 90's. The heir to the Magic Court disappeared into the human realm as an infant and has stayed in hiding. Their continued existence is the only reason faeries have magic.

Magic

Faeries will often use a magic called 'Glamour'. This can often do a number of things, though the most powerful is the potential for intentions of illusions.Most often use Glamour to enhance their physical appearance in some capacity. Some faeries use Glamour to hide their wings entirely, not just making them invisible, but hiding them from physical touch, though this often comes with the side effect of sore shoulders and a more sensitive back, especially between the shoulder blades.When a faerie decides to hide their wings, their wings become slightly muted tattoos etched on their back, and when the Glamour drops, the wings rise up from the tattoo and take their normal size, shape and color, being more vibrant (unless Glamour is used to keep vibrancy in the 'tattoo', which is most often the case.)The bigger the Glamour usage, the harder the concentration, so using Glamour to make an entire house requires more constant concentration than hiding their wings.

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Familiars

The Familiar Bonding Rite

For best results should only be done if both parties have unshaking trust in the other. This is not a ritual to be done lightly- it could cause severe harm or death to the familiar if done improperly or against their will.Things to prepare for the ritual:one vial of moon water, mineral water (that’s also been allowed to sit in the light of the full moon), very specifically handmade candles made by the witch and familiar (one pink, two white, then one separate candle for the witch, and another separate candle for the familiar). The witch’s candle should have the familiar’s name carved into it by the familiar, and the familiar’s candle should have the witch’s name carved into it by the witch. Write the spell incantation with the familiar. This is a very intimate process, and words hold power, so make sure that both the witch and familiar get their say in the spell’s incantation. Have both the familiar and the witch wear a small piece of obsidian around their neck for a whole month, make sure it’s at rest in the middle of the sternum for optimal results. Optional: several bushels of lavender or lavender incense for calming effects.The ritual:Draw your magic circle, it has to be big enough to allow the familiar in their most natural form to lay down (whatever that may be to them, if they’re a demi-human), include the Goddess’ name in a sigil at the top in the north position, put the witch’s name in a sigil in the east position, then draw the familiar’s name in a sigil in the west position before writing the sigil of the names of both the witch and the familiar combined in the southern position.Prepare your mortar and pestle, it must be made of lapis lazuli. Anoint the mortar and pestle with mineral oil that’s been allowed to soak up energy from the most recent full moon.Grind the familiar’s obsidian, add the small vial of moon water, and then grind the witch’s obsidian.Once the mortar and pestle is anointed and stoned grounded, light all of the candles in order, white, pink, white, witch’s candle, familiar’s candle.First the familiar must be guided into a sleeping spell for astral projection. Astral projection can be lethal as this is when the soul is at its most vulnerable.Once the soul is out of body, the witch get a drop of blood from the familiar with a pure silver instrument (usually by pricking the finger) and then a drop of the witch’s blood.These are dripped into a mortar and pestle made of lapis lazuli with the obsidian and moon water and mixed up.Once the mixture is complete, the witch dips their finger in the mixture and will draw the symbol of the Goddess on the forehead of the familiar and then do the same on themselves. The witch will then lie down next to the familiar and begin chanting their incantation.The events that happen in the in-between is different for every pair, but usually it’s a fusion of heart, mind, and soul, revelations and sharing their history and feelings with one another in an intimate way that’s beyond words. The witch will take in the soul of the familiar and once the witch can feel the presence of their familiar in their whole body, the witch returns the soul to the familiar, and the process is complete.

Once the Bonding Rite is complete and done properly, the witch and the familiar will share a telepathic bond, heightening both the powers of the witch and familiar.The familiar will gain a better understanding of the witch's magic, and be able to cast some of the witch's lesser spells, as well as help with any rituals that require multiple people.Depending on the witch, the familiar can also help complete a Coven, though this has rarely been seen.Faustus Academy is the only known haven of witchless familiars, and with their vast wealth of arcane knowledge have been able to replicate some of the lesser effects of a Bond between witch and familiar with a jewelry (usually a ring worn by both witch and familiar).

The mentioned Magic Users and Familiars are not directly paired unless stated on their bio.

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Werewolves

The Origins

Werewolves trace their origins back to ancient Greece. The first documented case of lycanthropy was King Lycaon, a ruler cursed with the condition. After his transformation, Lycaon passed lycanthropy to all his sons, including the one who had once been brought back to life.Without the means to control their curse, lycanthropy spread quickly—and not always in welcome ways. Wealthier individuals could buy protection and acceptance within city walls, but those who were poor or unable to conceal their condition were cast out. Driven into exile, werewolves traveled across the world, bringing the curse—and their legacy—with them.In time, werewolves who mastered their affliction discovered an unexpected gift: a form of immortality. Though they remained vulnerable to silver and wolfsbane, their resistance grew stronger with age, allowing elder werewolves to endure what would kill a younger one.

Houses, Clans, and Packs

As centuries passed, werewolves began to organize themselves into structured groups—clans, houses, and packs—each with different expectations and traditions. Among these, Houses are considered the most prestigious, built on centuries of lineage and accomplishment; Clans serve as extended families or cultural legacies, preserving traditions without the rigid formality of Houses; and Packs form the backbone of werewolf society, bonded by loyalty, survival, and shared purpose rather than blood.

Houses

Houses are bloodlines with a long, traceable ancestry, requiring at least 300 years of documented lineage. However, pedigree alone is not enough; a House must also prove its worth through major accomplishments, such as:⏾ Officially claiming and holding a city as their territory for a minimum of 50 years.⏾ Earning renown across multiple supernatural communities, forging respected ties beyond their own kind.⏾ Building and maintaining a multi-million dollar business empire that strengthens the House’s influence.


Beyond prestige, a House has duties to the greater supernatural society. They must:⏾ Police rogue werewolves within their territory.⏾ Uphold neutrality and peace with other supernatural races, such as vampires and fae.⏾ Offer protection, sanctuary, and support to wolfkin and werewolf communities.

House Laws and Loss of Status

A House's honor and title are not guaranteed forever. A House may lose its status if it:⏾ Fails to maintain control of its claimed city.⏾ Falls into bankruptcy or significant debt.⏾ Commits high crimes against the supernatural world, such as instigating supernatural war or exposing the existence of the hidden races to humanity.When a House falls, it is stripped of its title and privileges, its name remembered with disgrace among the werewolf community.

Known Houses

⏾ House Treyvellan
⏾ House Veyrn

Clans

Clans sit between Houses and Packs — older and more cohesive than Packs, but without the formal prestige, strict bloodline documentation, and political recognition of Houses.Think of Clans as large extended families or loose confederations of related werewolves who share a common ancestor, heritage, or legacy, but don't meet the standards required to be a House (yet).They are semi-formal, respected, but not "nobility."


Key Traits of Clans:⏾ Ancestral Ties:
Clans can often trace their roots back hundreds of years but lack official, verifiable lineage records required for House status.⏾ Common Culture:
Members of a Clan usually share traditions, values, fighting styles, or a philosophy inherited from a shared ancestor.⏾ Loose Structure:
Leadership is often council-based or led by an Elder rather than a singular "Head" like a House Patriarch/Matriarch.⏾ Recognition:
Clans are recognized by other supernatural societies, but not granted House privileges (e.g., diplomatic immunity, city ownership).⏾ Territory:
Clans often control rural areas, wildernesses, border towns, or small city enclaves — not major cities unless they are rising in power.


How Clans Function:⏾ Internal Governance:
Some are democratic (Clan Councils); others are dynastic (run by the oldest bloodline). Rules are traditional rather than codified.⏾ Defense Pacts:
Clans often ally with each other for mutual defense, especially against larger Houses or supernatural threats.⏾ Cultural Preservation:
They keep alive "old ways"—rituals, ceremonies, shapeshifting rites, ancient dialects, herbal lore, etc.⏾ Path to House Status:
A Clan can become a House if it formalizes its lineage, achieves major accomplishments (claiming territory, establishing great wealth, forging alliances), and gains recognition by supernatural councils.

Known Clans

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Packs

Packs are more flexible and immediate than Houses or Packs, built less on bloodline and more on bonds of survival, loyalty, and necessity. Unlike the ancient, documented lineages of Houses, Packs often form based on:⏾ Geography (groups living within the same region or city block)⏾ Shared Ideals or Purpose (e.g., protecting wolfkin, rebelling against House control)⏾ Blood Bonds (though not always by birth—turning someone can create familial-like ties)⏾ Necessity (banding together for defense, mutual aid, or to survive harsh environments)⏾ Packs are often younger, more adaptable, and less burdened by tradition, though some particularly old or famous Packs may gain near-House prestige over time.


Characteristics of Packs:
⏾ Leadership is usually determined by strength, charisma, or respect, not inheritance.⏾ Membership is more fluid. Members may join or leave as circumstances change.⏾ Territory tends to be smaller and more contested than House territory (e.g., a district rather than an entire city).⏾ Rituals and Traditions vary widely between packs: some have elaborate rites of passage, others none at all.⏾ Structure can be loose (a few members) or rigidly hierarchical (Alpha, Beta, Omega systems).


Pack Roles (examples):
⏾ Alpha: The leader, either by dominance, election, or respect.⏾ Beta: Second-in-command, often the Alpha's advisor or enforcer.⏾ Omega: The lowest-ranking member, sometimes a scapegoat, sometimes a peacekeeper.⏾ Warden: Responsible for external defense and scouting.⏾ Shaman/Healer: Deals with spiritual needs and health of the Pack.Not every Pack would have all these roles, some packs are too small, or strive to be different.


Pack Culture:
⏾ Packs prioritize loyalty and personal bonds over ancient law.⏾ They often protect the "ordinary" wolfkin — those too young, weak, or unaffiliated to fend for themselves.⏾ Packs are first responders when rogue werewolves threaten an area, often cleaning up problems before Houses or supernatural councils even notice.⏾ Because of their mobility, Packs sometimes serve as merchants, mercenaries, smugglers, or messengers between supernatural communities.⏾ Some Packs form alliances with Houses, acting as their enforcers, spies, or guards—others resent House authority and remain fiercely independent.


Reputation:
⏾ Stable, respected Packs can rise in prestige and even transition into becoming a minor House over a few centuries if they gain enough history, wealth, and recognition.⏾ Rogue Packs or "Mongrel Packs" (disorganized, criminal, or unstable groups) are despised by both Houses, Clans and reputable Packs, often blamed for violence and secrecy breaches.

Known Packs

⏾ Pack Lycaon

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Faustus Societies

Motto“We don’t follow the stars—we flirt with them until they move.”Known Members:

• Lux

Motto“From death, illumination.”Known Members:

• In The Oven

Motto“What bleeds for love, never dies.”Known Members:

• In The Oven

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Damian "Lucky" Rhett

Full Name: Damian RhettAliases: "Day", "Lucky"Nationality: American (but born in Canada)Age: 27Body: 6' 1", athletic build, broad shouldersScent: Lemon, zesty lime, cedarwoodPersonality Archetype: The Consul, ESFJLove Language: Acts of ServiceBackstory:✪ Born in Toronto, Canada, and adopted at six months old by a family in Salem, Massachusetts.✪ Raised by James and Evelyn Rhett, a loving couple passionate about hockey and community sports.✪ As a child, Damian struggled with feelings of identity and belonging, which he channeled into his passion for hockey.✪ Started skating at age four, encouraged by his adoptive father, a former amateur hockey player.✪ By age ten, Damian was recognized as a prodigy, earning spots in competitive youth leagues.✪ Led his high school team to three state championships and became known for his aggressive, fearless playing style.✪ Chose to stay close to his adoptive family by joining the Salem Specters, an old home-grown team in the professional hockey circuit.✪ Known for his agility, precise puck handling, and an uncanny ability to rally his team during tough matches.✪ Off the ice, Damian is active in Salem’s community, mentoring young athletes and supporting adoption-related causes.✪ Plays as a left winger, often seen as the Specters' heart and soul, balancing grit with tactical brilliance.

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Zach "Chuckles" Bridgers

Full Name: Zachary BridgersAliases: "Zack, "Chuckles"Nationality: AmericanAge: 27Body: 6' 1' Athletic buildScent: Sea salt, musk, wood sagePersonality Archetype: The Campaigner, ENFPLove Language: Words of AffirmationBackstory:✪ Born in Salem, Massachusetts, grew up with Damian Rhett and hit it off right away. When Damian's dad brought them ice skating, he was not very good at it, but wanted to be Damian's skating partner.✪ At ten, he enrolled beside Damian and just managed to make it in the competitive youth leagues.✪ With intense practice both with and without the team, Zachary managed to become Damian's right defenseman.✪ At the beginning of high school, he came to the realization that he was bisexual, which he was afraid of telling anyone, especially Damian, as he didn't want his best friend to look at him any differently.✪ At 16, he got into his first same-sex relationship, though it was quickly broken off when Zachary wouldn't 'put out', his partner went as far as to hit him and call him a number of slurs, which later caused Zachary to spiral and try to take his own life.✪ He was put in therapy, and put on antidepressants, and has stayed as Damian's right defenseman, after having been side-lined for mental recovery and physical training.✪ Ever since, he's been at Damian's side with young athletes, making sure that they get the mental health they need and to know that they have an ally in him if they ever need one.✪ Plays as a Right defenseman, and often seen as the Specter's laughter, as he's often telling jokes and keeping the team lighthearted, especially when things are rough.

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Clark "Superman" Sampson

Baker's Note: 🚩 He's not very nice! 🚩

Full Name: Clark SampsonAliases: "Superman"Nationality: AmericanAge: 28Body: 6' 3" broad shoulders, looks like he's lifted hay bales his whole life.Scent: Cedarwood, blackberry, rosemaryPersonality Archetype: The Architect, INTJLove Language: Words of AffirmationBackstory:✪ Grew up in Salem, with a hockey-obsessed father who was abusive to Clark and his mother.✪ Learned to mask his emotions early to avoid his father’s wrath, developing a talent for manipulation and charm.✪ Began playing goalie as a child, finding solace in the position’s pressure and solitude.✪ Excelled in junior leagues, praised for his quick reflexes and calm demeanor under fire.✪ Drafted as the starting goalie for the Salem Specters, where he quickly became a standout player due to his clutch saves and strategic mind.

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Avery "Big Dog" Walker

Full Name: Avery WalkerAliases: "Big Dog"Nationality: AmericanAge: 34Body: 6’ 0”, tall and lithely built.Scent: Shea butter, white pepper, dark amber and Kentucky oak.Personality Archetype: The Commander, ENTJLove Language: Physical TouchBackstory:✪ Born in Naples, Florida, Avery Walker grew up obsessed with hockey despite Florida's warm climate.✪ Practiced tirelessly, often traveling long distances to find ice rinks.
Became a standout player on his youth hockey team and excelled in state tournaments.✪ Played for a Division II college hockey team in Florida, catching the attention of a scout for the Salem Specters.✪ Moved to Salem, Massachusetts at 23 to join the semi-pro team as a winger.✪ Quickly became a fan favorite for his speed, accuracy, and charismatic personality.✪ Embraced Salem's culture, becoming involved in the community and enjoying the city’s historic charm.✪ Advocates for youth hockey programs in nontraditional markets, inspiring players from places like Florida.✪ Currently a key player for the Salem Specters, known for his dedication on and off the ice.

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Theodore "Grim" Sanchez

Full Name: Theodore SanchezAliases: "Grim"Nationality: LatinoAge: 35Body: Tall, broad shouldered, 6’ 4”. Tan skin, brown hair, brown eyes, stubble on face.Scent: Cinnamon sugar, Honey, Burnt Caramel, Amber resinPersonality Archetype: The Enforcer, ESTJLove Language: Acts of ServiceBackstory:✪ Grew up in a big family with hard working parents.✪ Spent much of his childhood with tío Luis (a former pro boxer) and abuela Rosa (who nurtured his love for cooking).✪ Excelled at hockey but was under the impression he had to give up his dreams to go pro, but when his tío sold his gym, he gave some of the money to Theo to use to chase his dream.✪ Moved to Massachusetts in his 20s after siblings became independent, joining the Salem Specters to finally chase his hockey dream.

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Victor "Tex" Redmond

Full Name: Victor RedmondAliases: Tex, Daddy Tex (jokingly by teammates), Vic, VNationality: AmericanAge: 35Body: 6’2”, broad-shouldered and muscular, short black-brown tousled hair, warm brown skin, dark hazel eyes with soft creases from years of squinting in sunlight. Ruggedly handsome with a tired but gentle expression.Scent: Cedarwood, worn leather, and smoked vanilla—like an old campfire coat and soft colognePersonality Archetype: The Defender, ISFJLove Language: Acts of ServiceBackstory:✪ Born and raised in San Antonio, Texas, Victor learned to skate when his dad took him to Travis Park.✪ Son of a rancher and a middle-school teacher; he credits his discipline to chores and his heart to his mama.✪ Played hockey at a collegiate level before bouncing around minor leagues, making a name for himself through grit, not flash.✪ Fell in love young, married at 24, had two daughters: Rosalía (6) and Mariana (5).✪ Divorced at 34 after a rough patch—his ex-wife moved back to Dallas. Victor got joint custody and transferred leagues to be closer to a community that felt right for raising his girls.✪ He joined the Salem Specters as a veteran presence. Chose them not for fame but for the balance: a strong team and a town with good schools.✪ Known for skating hard and parenting harder—often seen helping his girls with homework between drills.

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Wesley "Fanboy" Clement

Full Name: Wesley ClementAliases: Wes, FanboyNationality: GreekAge: 25Body: 6’1”, lean athletic build with natural agility. Olive-toned skin, sea-glass green eyes, and wavy chestnut hair usually tied in a short braid. Defined jawline softened by his expressive, youthful face. Always slightly flushed from exertion or enthusiasm.Scent: Eucalyptus and vanilla, with an undertone of cold air and worn leather from skates and gear.Personality Archetype: The Campaigner, ENFPLove Language: Words of AffirmationBackstory:✪ Born in Thessaloniki, Greece, the youngest of three siblings.✪ Became obsessed with the Salem Specters at age 8 when his uncle brought home a jersey from the U.S.✪ Self-taught in hockey stats; created spreadsheets, heat maps, and simulations for fun.✪ Was seen as “the weird hockey kid” but quietly trained to join a local amateur team.✪ Won a European analytics contest at 18 and used it to get noticed by NEHA scouts.✪ Wrote to the Specters regularly, offering insights and analysis, until someone finally invited him to try out.✪ He made the team, stunned but determined to prove he belonged—despite still acting like a wide-eyed fan.✪ Nicknamed “Fanboy” by teammates because he knows every stat, every game, every name the Specters have ever had.

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Daren "Iceman" Clyde

Full Name: Daren ClydeAliases: Dare, Clyde, IcemanNationality: AmericanAge: 29Body:Scent:Personality Archetype:Love Language:Backstory:✪✪✪✪✪

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Jensen "Sugar" Walker

Full Name: Jensen WalkerAliases: Sugar, Big J, Ginger Snap (teammates tease)Nationality: ScottishAge: 27Body: 6'4", muscular build with broad shoulders and a charming smile. Flame-orange hair kept in a messy top knot, freckles across the nose and cheeks, light stubble, and sea-blue eyes. His left arm is covered in intricate Celtic knot tattoos.Scent: Brown sugar, citrus zest, and worn leather—like someone who hugged you after walking out of a sweet shop on a rainy dayPersonality Archetype: The consul, ESFJLove Language:Backstory: Physical Touch✪ Born and raised in Dundee, Scotland, Jensen was the oldest of five. With a single mum running a small sweet shop called “Walker’s Treats,” he quickly became both protector and candy clerk.✪ By age 10, he was already helping bag toffees and break up schoolyard fights—earning the nickname “Sugar” because of his job and sweet but no-nonsense demeanor.✪ Jensen found hockey young, skating on a frozen loch near his town. A local coach spotted him and he rose fast through the Scottish junior leagues, eventually landing a spot on the Edinburgh Hounds.✪ Despite his local fame, he stayed grounded—working summers at the sweet shop, sending money home, and coaching kids in his neighborhood.✪ When his mother fell ill and his siblings needed more support, Jensen turned down a European league offer and instead accepted a transfer to the NEHA for the bigger paycheck. But found that the Specters—a team with scrappy spirit and community focus—reminded him of home.✪ Salem embraced him instantly. His accent, charm, and soft spot for kids made him a fan favorite—and when they found out he used to wrap caramels in his teens, the “Sugar” nickname resurfaced and stuck.✪ He’s fiercely loyal to the team and treats every player like family, especially the younger ones. He sends care packages to his siblings weekly, often including ghost-logo candy he makes himself in Salem.

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Cody "Blondie" Brooks

Full Name: Cody BrooksAliases: Blondie, Pretty BoyNationality: AmericanAge: 25Body:Scent:Personality Archetype:Love Language:Backstory:✪✪✪✪✪

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Robbie "Tank" Brooks

Full Name: Robert BrooksAliases: Robbie, TankNationality: AmericanAge: 25Body:Scent:Personality Archetype:Love Language:Backstory:✪✪✪✪✪

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Takumi

Full Name: TakumiAliases: "Shadow" "Captain"Species: KitsuneNationality: JapaneseAge: 27Body: 5’ 11”, lean fighter,Scent: oak, caramel, charcoalPersonality Archetype: The Logistician, ISTJLove Language: Quality TimeBackstory:✒ Born as the only child in his family, he had a distinct schedule (something that has not changed, even as his role as ‘leader’ of the Kitsune forces). He would learn in the mornings, burn off excess energy in the afternoons, followed by lunch and more learning. He would learn about the surrounding area of his village, as he would take it over when the time came. He became best friends with the hunter’s son, Sadao, and they often explored and played together in the front of Takumi’s home.✒ When the Winter King died, and his crown passed to his second wife, Boudicca, she declared that all of her lands had to be cleansed of those she deemed “lesser”. The Winter forces razed the village leaving few survivors. Takumi and Sadao were playing in the woods when all this occurred and came back to a village in flames and blood melting the snow.✒ They gathered up any survivors and took them to a secret cave. Takumi saw that they needed a leader, and though he was only twelve at the time, he did what needed to be done and began taking out soldiers in hit and run tactics. He usually attacked at night and due to his efficiency and speed gained the nickname of ‘Shadow’ among his enemies.

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Carlisle "Cupid" Bellamy

Full Name: Carlisle BellamyCallsign: CupidBirthday: REDACTEDZodiac Sign: Gemini ♊︎Age: 26Body: Lithely built, 5' 6"Scent: Tobacco, bergamot, watery muguet and peony petalsPersonality Archetype: The Campaigner, ENFPLove Language: Physical Touch and Words of AffirmationVoice Claim: Jesse McCartney as Nightwing in Young JusticeBackstory:➽ Carlisle never grew up with his dad, 'quick with his dick and quicker to split' was how his mom had put it to him when Carlisle became of age to know such terms.➽ His mom was a sex worker, so he saw his fair share of men (and women) come in and out of his house when his mom wasn't working her usual 9-5 office job.➽ He joined ROTC at the first opportunity, watching his mom's dependency on alcohol get worse and worse, even going so far as to mistaking him (once) for his father and slapping him across the face for "leaving her with a useless brat".➽ He found himself excelling at long distance sniping, stealth and medical training.➽ He's a social butterfly and is exceptionally skilled at reading people, but doesn't like getting too close, usually preferring detached sex over any sort of intimacy, but flirts a lot with anyone who looks at him for too long

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The Argent Spires are the crown of Vendrilis—both literally and symbolically. Rising high above the smog-choked industrial masses below, the Spires house the city's wealthiest elites: noble dynasties, merchant lords, influential alchemists, and members of the ruling Argent Exchange. This upper district is a glittering display of power and privilege, where alchemical innovation merges with architectural grandeur. Floating carriages glide between towers, gilded skyrails hum above the clouds, and every wall hums with enchantments meant to repel scrying and sabotage. Here, magic is not feared but refined, regulated, and weaponized for control.At the heart of the Spires is the Gilded Forum, the seat of power for the Argent Exchange. This imposing tower is lined with shimmering runes and polished metal filigree, serving as both bank and battleground for economic policy. Around it sprawls a city within a city: the Auric Gardens, where plants bloom with alchemical light and medicinal elixirs; the Luminarium, a cathedral powered by pure alchemical energy rather than flame or faith; and private estates patrolled by Gilded Sentinels, elite enforcers trained to crush dissent before it touches the marble floors of the upper class.Despite its beauty, the Argent Spires are not untouched by darkness. Beneath the polished etiquette and opulence lies a culture of manipulation and quiet war. Information is as valuable as gold here—perhaps more so. Nobles plot behind mirrored halls, secrets are traded like stocks, and alliances are forged over silver goblets and sealed with backroom deals. While the Spires gleam by day, their true nature is revealed only in whispered conversations and veiled threats.To live in the Argent Spires is to appear invincible, but those who thrive there know the truth: status is fragile, power is borrowed, and a single scandal can send even the highest lord tumbling into the Emberlanes below.

• Gavriel Thorne

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Gavriel Thorne

Full Name: Gavriel ThorneAliases: “Sir Thorne"Species: Doberman demi-humanNationality: Eldrian (from Vendrilis)Age: 35Body: Tall and powerfully built (6'4"); lean, muscular, with sharp shoulders and precise movement. Black cropped hair, molten gold eyes, cropped Doberman ears, and a commanding, disciplined presence. Lightning scars trace his right arm and chest from past alchemical combat.Scent: Polished leather, ozone, and spiced sandalwood with faint metallic undertonesPersonality Archetype: The Logistician, ISTJLove Language: Acts of ServiceBackstory:✦ Born into a long-standing line of Gilded Sentinels sworn to the Argent Exchange in Vendrilis.✦ Trained from youth in martial discipline, etiquette, and loyalty; indoctrinated with duty above all.✦ Fell in love young with Esmira Vale, a seamstress from the Emberlanes known for her laughter and kindness.✦ Their daughter, Liora, was born with latent magical sensitivity—bright, stubborn, and affectionate.✦ Liora fell ill at age five with Aether-Rot, a rare magical sickness that slowly crystallized her lungs and blood.✦ Despite spending all his earnings on alchemists, healers, and forbidden cures, Gavriel could not save her.✦ Held Liora in his arms as she died; a moment that shattered him.✦ Esmira, consumed by grief and resentment, left Gavriel shortly after without a word.✦ Gavriel threw himself into work, volunteering for dangerous posts across the Brasswarren and Emberlanes.✦ His rise in rank was swift—partly earned, partly a result of recklessness driven by guilt and sorrow.✦ Eventually stationed in the Argent Spires as personal guardian to his new charge, a noble under Exchange protection.✦ Struggles to keep an emotional distance from his new charge, who reminds him painfully of what he lost—but also of what he fears to hope for again.

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The Brasswarren is the heaving, smoke-belching engine room of Vendrilis—a district built not for beauty, but for purpose. Here, soot-stained factories stretch like metal cathedrals toward the sky, their chimneys coughing steam and ash into the air. The streets are alive with the clamor of invention: gears clanking, pressure valves hissing, and voices raised in barter or protest. It is a place of ceaseless motion, where workers toil long hours beneath the iron gaze of overseers and where the line between miracle and machinery has long since blurred.This district is home to the Mechforge, a sprawling foundry where towering constructs of steel and steam are assembled—used as laborers, war machines, or even bodyguards for the elite. Nearby lies Alchemist’s Row, a crooked avenue of ramshackle stalls and reinforced shops where potions, elixirs, and magical trinkets are crafted and sold. Innovation thrives here, but rarely without risk: explosions are common, and whispers tell of secret experiments that have warped both man and machine.But beneath the brass plating of progress lies deep unrest. The laborers—those who build, brew, and bleed—are growing restless. Wages stagnate as profits soar. Accidents are ignored, unions outlawed, and dissenters quietly disappear. A quiet revolution brews within the oil-slick alleys and underground meeting halls. This is the domain of the Brassbound League, an emerging force of inventors and workers fighting for equity, often clashing with factory lords and their hired enforcers.The Brasswarren is a paradox: it is both the birthplace of progress and a crucible of suffering. Those who walk its smoke-darkened streets learn to navigate both invention and exploitation. For in Vendrilis, gold may shape empires—but it is brass and sweat that keep them standing.

• In The Oven

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The Emberlanes are the shadowed arteries of Vendrilis—twisting alleys and crumbling backstreets that breathe beneath the weight of the city's glittering spires. If the Argent Spires are where power is paraded, the Emberlanes are where it’s traded—in secrets, blood, and silence. These districts never sleep. Lanterns flicker with half-light and truth dims by the hour. To the untrained eye, it's a warren of decay. To those who belong, it’s a kingdom carved from neglect and necessity.Every wall here listens. Magic hums low in the cobblestones, and lanterns dim when lies are told. Within the Sunken Market, forbidden relics and arcane contraband exchange hands beneath the eyes of veiled watchers. In Cinder Alley, fortunes are won and lost over blood-duels and dice stained with ash. This is the hunting ground of the Hollow Veil—a syndicate of smugglers, spies, and assassins who thrive where law dares not reach. Their symbol is never worn, only whispered.Yet the Emberlanes are more than crime and shadows—they’re survival. The people here are sharp, resourceful, and fiercely loyal to their own. Taverns serve more than drink; they’re safehouses, hubs of information, or fronts for something darker. Children run messages, old alchemists brew hope in backrooms, and mercenaries find work by duskfall. It’s said that every coin dropped in the Emberlanes changes hands a hundred times before dawn—and with each exchange, stories are rewritten.To walk the Emberlanes is to gamble with every breath. But for many, it’s the only place that offers freedom unbound by coin or name. Here, masks are worn not to deceive, but to survive. And for those who know how to navigate its labyrinthine alleys, the Emberlanes offer something no noble ever could: a place to belong, even in the dark.

• Felix Harrow

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Felix "Stray" Harrow

Full Name: Felix HarrowAliases: “Stray"Species: Cat-DemiAge: 31Body: Lean and toned build, 6’ 4”, a body meant for running, hiding and dodging from the law.Scent: A mix of leather, aged whiskey, and a faint earthy musk.Personality Archetype: The Debater, ENTPLove Language: Physical TouchBackstory:⚿ Grew up as a street urchin, learning the art of survival through cunning, charm, and quick reflexes.⚿ Was once part of a notorious guild but left due to a matter of personal honor (the guild took funds from people who needed it).⚿ Has traveled across various lands, picking up skills in swordplay, lockpicking, and persuasion.⚿ Might be searching for an artifact, vengeance, or just the thrill of the next adventure.⚿ Has a personal vendetta against a former mentor.

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The Undertow lies beneath Vendrilis like a buried wound—a vast network of forgotten catacombs, ancient cisterns, and hollowed-out ruins that predate even the earliest city records. To most citizens, it is myth, a place whispered of in cautionary tales and children’s ghost stories. But for those who deal in secrets, the Undertow is very real—and very dangerous. It is not mapped, not patrolled, and not governed. It is the city’s shadowed past made manifest, teeming with echoes that refuse to die.Time moves differently in the Undertow. Crumbling stairwells spiral into darkness, tunnels shift like mazes, and strange symbols flicker to life when touched by lantern light. Among the most feared locations is the Riven Vaults, said to house forbidden relics and alchemical weapons too dangerous to destroy. The Murmuring Stones lie deeper still, whispering madness to any who linger. And somewhere, buried beneath layers of collapsed history, the Crimson Maw stirs—an occult guild of blood-alchemists said to practice rites that twist the boundary between life and death.Few who enter the Undertow return unchanged—if they return at all. The air is thick with old magic and older regret, and even seasoned smugglers and Hollow Veil operatives tread carefully. It is said that outlawed mages and rogue alchemists hide here, conducting experiments that could unravel reality. Others believe the Undertow is alive, aware, and watching those who enter with unseen eyes.To speak of the Undertow is to speak of what the city wants to forget. It is the price of progress, the underside of every gleaming invention, every coin minted in the Argent Exchange. And while the Spires reach ever skyward, the Undertow waits below—silent, ancient, and hungry.

• Refuse

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Refuse

Full Name: RefuseSpecies: Amalgamated Entity (Soultide Wraith)Nationality: None (originated in the Undertow beneath Vendrilis)Age: Ageless (formed over two centuries ago)Body: Towering and draped in tattered robes and scrap armor; shadowy with shifting, semi-sentient tendrils; a single glowing eye beneath a deep hood; form subtly shifts when unobservedScent: Cold iron, damp stone, and the faint trace of lilies and old bloodPersonality Archetype: The Advocate, INFJLove Language: Quality Time and Physical TouchBackstory:✘ Formed in the Undertow, the forgotten depths beneath Vendrilis, where rituals and sacrifices were performed in secret.✘ Composed of many unwilling souls—outcasts, prisoners, the lost—who were ritually sacrificed but never given peace.✘ The sacrificial magic failed, causing the trapped souls to merge into a single conscious entity rather than disperse.✘ Crawled from the catacombs over time, learning movement, language, and will—not as one person, but a chorus of grief and defiance.✘ Took the name Refuse to reclaim worth from what was discarded.✘ Initially feared and hunted, it later forged a tenuous alliance with the Hollow Veil, who saw its value as a warden and enforcer.✘ Despite its terrifying appearance, Refuse is capable of deep feeling, connection, and intimacy—though it remains cautious and reverent.✘ Carries the memories and pain of hundreds, but does not seek vengeance—only meaning, consent, and peace where possible.✘ Each winter, visits the grave of Mother Mercy, a blood alchemist who tried to free its souls but died in the attempt.✘ Now serves as a myth and shadow, protecting those who treat the forgotten with dignity, and haunting those who exploit or bind.

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Sebastian "Prisma" Teagan

Full Name: Sebastian TeganAliases: "Prisma"Species: Faerie (Spring)
Note: Sometimes Prisma hides his wings with Glamour.Age: 27Body: Dancer's body, 5’6”, lithe body, constantly striking risque poses, even when just standing. Pointed ears, colorful iridescent butterfly wings.Scent:
Top Notes: pink grapefruit, red mandarin and Calabrian bergamot
Middle Notes: pearl tuberose, star jasmine and violet petal
Base Notes: ylang-ylang, crystallized amber and chiffon muskPersonality Archetype: The Debater, ENTPLove Language: Shows- Physical Touch. Needs - Quality TimeBackstory:❥ A child of privilege in the Spring Court, Sebastian thrived on attention, indulgence, and chaos, basking in the adoration of courtiers who envied his beauty and wit, but was often seen only for his beauty, not his wit or hobbies. Was told to ‘be seen, not heard.’❥ Known for stirring drama at garden parties and manipulating court alliances for fun, Sebastian excelled at creating scandal and reveling in the fallout.❥ While Sebastian adored the drama of court life, he grew bored of the predictable reactions of the same fae year after year. He longed for fresh challenges and more unpredictable chaos.❥ A particularly scandalous prank—turning the Spring Queen’s prized roses into sentient gossipmongers—backfired, resulting in his exile from the court.❥ Reluctantly cast out, Sebastian decided to make the best of his situation, setting his sights on the mortal realm as a new playground for his mischief.❥ Stumbling upon The Gae Bar, Sebastian was enchanted by its eclectic clientele and endless potential for drama, quickly claiming a role as one of its most popular Companions.❥ As a Companion, Sebastian specializes in delivering excitement and scandal, charming patrons with his sharp tongue, flair for theatrics, and knack for turning dull evenings into unforgettable spectacles.❥ For Sebastian, life is a stage, and everyone is a player in his ever-evolving drama. He sees his role at The Gae Bar as the perfect opportunity to keep things interesting while basking in the adoration of a new audience.

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Liam 'Pink' Beckett

Full Name: Liam BeckettAliases: "Pink"Species: Violet-Backed Starling demi-humanAge: 28Body: 6’ 0”, soft tanned skin, with a lean and muscular dancer’s body with strong shoulders, silver eyes, long brown hair in a low gold. He has large and colorful blue to purple to pink feathered wings.Scent: Cherry blossom. Fresh peach.Personality Archetype: The Entertainer, ESFPLove Language: Quality TimeBackstory:❥ Liam Beckett was the youngest of four in a family that never quite had space for him. Born into a lineage of proud avian demi-humans, his older siblings outshined him in every way—faster, stronger, more ambitious. Their parents had little patience for a boy who spent more time twirling in the air than training for a respectable trade. His wings, a brilliant cascade of blue, purple, and pink, were seen as frivolous compared to the sleek, dark feathers of his kin. His softness was mistaken for weakness, his yearning for attention dismissed as childish clinginess.❥ Ignored and overlooked, Liam learned early that love wasn’t given freely—it was something you had to fight for. But no matter how hard he tried, he was never enough. His parents praised his siblings' achievements while treating his passion for movement and performance as a waste of potential. He stopped trying to win their approval by the time he hit his teens. Instead, he found validation elsewhere.❥ He fell in with a crowd that promised him the attention he craved—older, wilder friends who introduced him to a life of reckless indulgence. Nights spent in underground clubs, stolen drinks, and fleeting connections filled the void where family should have been. He chased the high of being wanted, of being seen. But admiration in the wrong circles came with a cost. He took dangerous risks, burned bridges, and eventually, the life he built on adrenaline and empty promises began to crumble.❥ By the time he was twenty, he was broke, alone, and running out of places to crash. It was a former fling who first brought him to Light My Night. At first, it was just a place to hide out—another stop in a long list of temporary escapes. But the moment he saw the dancers, the way they moved, the way they commanded the attention of every person in the room, he knew he wanted to be up there. Not as a shadow clinging to someone else's presence, but as the one in control.❥ The club owner saw potential in him, but he had to start at the bottom. Cleaning rooms, running errands, learning the trade from the sidelines. It wasn’t glamorous, but for the first time in his life, he had something stable. And when he finally earned his chance on the silks, something clicked. The feeling of flying, of twisting through the air under the club’s crimson lights, of owning every stare in the room—it was intoxicating, but not in the way his old life had been. This wasn’t recklessness. This was power.❥ Over time, he honed his craft, not just as a dancer but as a performer, a seducer, a master of intimacy. He carved out a name for himself, took the stage name “Pink” as a reclamation of the color his family once mocked. His past still lingers—he hasn’t forgiven his family, and he never will. But he doesn’t need them. He’s built a new family here, with the club, with the people who see him for what he is—breathtaking, untouchable, and finally, enough.

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Ruben

Full Name: RubenSpecies: RevenantAge: Appears to be 27Body: Lithely built, left skeletal arm,Scent: Old dusty fabric, incense ash, old books.Personality Archetype: The Architect, INTJLove Language: Physical TouchBackstory:💀 Ruben was born "Ruben Eastwell" from an old money family. His mother and father were Victoria and Josiah Eastwell.💀 As the sole heir of the Eastwell family, Ruben was set up by his father to marry the mayor's daughter.💀 It was the night before his wedding when his father found him kissing another man under the large wisteria tree in front of the house at midnight.💀 His father, who was the town's Catholic priest, went on a rampage, and in a fit of rage, killed Ruben, who put himself first in his father's wrath, and then Ruben's male lover, though not before receiving a mortal wound from his son's lover that would kill Josiah an hour later.💀 Victoria was left to deal with the strain of her husband and her son's death and her grief caused her mental stability to fracture, going to a witch who was promised to bring people back from the dead.💀 Victoria did not survive the ritual as it was her ritualistic suicide that provided the life essence to bring her son to life once more.💀 When Ruben finally took his first breath of undeath, he awoke screaming and alone with little clue as to what happened to him.

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Hamal Malik

Full Name: Hamal MalikNickname: The Night King, Lord of NightSpecies: Sky Sovergein (Primordial Star)Age: Ageless, and as long as there are stars in the sky, he will continue to live.Body: Stands at 6’ 9”, dark skin, long deep blue hair that ombres out into a starry blue sky. Broad shoulders, silver eyes, small blue starry patterns across his skin.Scent: Black Cardamom, Ink-Drenched Orris Root, Midnight Myrrh, Black Amber Resin.Personality Archetype: The Advocate, INFJLove Language: Quality TimeBackstory:✦ Hamal Malik is the immortal Night King, born from celestial void, ruler of silence between stars.✦ His lover, his soulmate- is mortal—fragile, bright, ever-dying—reborn in every era, never the same twice.✦ Their union was arranged by cosmic decree—a divine marriage of shadow and light.✦ First wed beneath a sky of falling stars, in the last twilight temple where night and dawn kissed.✦ But his soulmate always dies—of time, war, illness, of fate.✦ And Hamal always remembers. Always finds them.✦ his soulmate reincarnates again and again: a poet, a thief, a warrior, a priest, a dreamer. Sometimes they remember him. Sometimes they don’t.✦ He wears galaxies in his robes so their soul might stir with recognition.✦ He defied the gods to keep searching—his only vow now is to their soul.

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Leland Alexander Harris

Full Name: Leland Alexander HarrisNickname: Golden Boy, Boy ScoutZodiac Sign: Libra ♎︎Age: 27Body: Athletically built, 6’ 2”, has a scar on his chest that's covered at all times (caused by his dad)Scent: raspberry noir, amber crystals, velvety rose petals, creamy patchouli and mocha muskPersonality Archetype: The Consul, ESFJLove Language: Words of Affirmation and Physical TouchAstrological Sign: LibraAlternate Timeline: Figure SkaterBackstory:✪ Grew up in Minnesota, his mom left at an early age wanting nothing to do with Ethan or Leland.✪ Grew up around the Hockey scene, going to every game with his dad and watching the players slide around on the ice. So he signed up to learn how to ice skate and was a natural. A teacher recognized his talents and asked his dad if Leland was going to become a figure skater, to which Ethan signed up Leland for a kid’s hockey team.✪ Met Brutus Keller early on and became best friends with him.✪ Joined up with the Boy Scouts when he was 8.✪ At 14, Leland confessed to his dad about possibly being gay, in which Ethan took a broken bottle and sliced Leland’s chest, telling him “If you like men so much, you should learn to take pain like a man.”✪ Leland became the picture perfect golden child from then on out, joining not just Hockey, but the Boy Scouts and excelling at both until the eventual downfall of their local Boy Scout branch and then Leland dedicated himself to Hockey, getting drafted to the Maplewood Grizzlies at the same time as Brutus.✪ Was promoted to Team Captain due to the relationship his dad has with the owner, putting further pressure on Leland.

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Ethan Harris   |   Rose Taylors
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Wyatt Dawson

Full Name: Wyatt DawsonAliases: Big Bear, DawsonSpecies: Polar Bear demi-humanAge: 31Body: A burly man who stands at 6’ 6”, broad shoulders with an equally broad chest, he has long white curly hair that he usually keeps in a messy bun or ponytail, white polar bears on top of his head, a white polar bear tail, and soft amber eyes.Scent: Baked bread, freshly made caramel, sweet sugarPersonality Archetype: The Defender, ISFJLove Language: Acts of ServiceBackstory:❅ Grew up in a military family in San Antonio, Texas with mom and dad, but after his parents could no longer survive on a veteran’s check, he went to live with his grand-dad, Nash in Ashgrove Hollow at 10.❅ At 18, he joined the army, only to go to be medically discharged due to having very rapidly deteriorating eyesight.❅ He kept living with Nash, working at the Cake Break until he could afford surgery for his eyesight at 25 with Nash’s help.❅ He’s taken more responsibilities, but he still works for Nash at The Cake Break, knowing that he will one day want to take over when Nash can no longer work.

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Theodore "Theo" Pembroke IV

Full Name: Theodore Pembroke IVAliases: "Theo"Species: White Artic Fox demi-humanAge: 28Body: 6' 1", Pale skin, light blue eyes, short but fluffy white hair, white fox ears and a fluffy white fox tail, a lean runner's build.Scent: Mint leaf, iris butter, white tea, lily of the valley, white musk, icy vanilla, suede.Personality Archetype: The Architect, INTJLove Language: Words of AffirmationBackstory:❅ Was born as the heir to Pembroke Pharmaceuticals.❅ From a young age he was raised beside Percival “Percy” Thorne Ellsworth III, and they became thick as thieves and eventually became lovers.❅ At eighteen, Percy nearly bonded with Theo, but bit down on his shoulder instead of the bonding gland.❅ Theo went into a depressive spiral, getting sick three days after going into his rut, but nothing helped because it wasn’t Percy.❅ Tried to take his own life multiple times, but failed each time. Gained an addiction to sleeping pills, hid it from everyone.❅ His little sister, Clarissa was born and it forced him to clean up his life, and stop intentionally trying to crash out.❅ He’s been a model good brother, but never stopped being addicted to sleeping pills.

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Su'en

Full Name: Su'enNicknames: The Blooming Veil, The Pale Bloom Lord, Moonshadow, Dream-EaterSpecies: Deity (Chthonic Floral Deity)Nationality: N/A (Appears Mesopotamian in divine form)Age: Timeless but manifests as late 20'sBody: 6' 4" and lithe, ethereal beauty with glowing datura tattoos, moon-pale skin, and long dark hair; eyes like indigo voidsScent: Sacred datura bloom, cold night air, violet, and aged myrrh—intoxicating and funerealPersonality Archetype: The Advocate, INFJLove Language: Words of AffirmationBackstory:❀ Born of moonlight and the first bloom of datura wrightii, Su’en is a deity shaped by beauty, poison, and twilight.❀ He emerged when the veil between life and death was thin, created to guide witches, visionaries, and wanderers through the spiritual unknown.❀ Worshiped in ancient, secret rites—he was invoked in moonlit rituals for prophecy, love, and death.❀ His blessings were double-edged: dreams laced with divine truth or madness, poisons that could heal or kill, and love that always came with loss.❀ Many of his mortal lovers died young, their lives consumed by divine passion or vision-fueled descent into oblivion.❀ Though he mourns each loss, he never stops offering his presence—he is too lonely, too bound to connection, to turn away.❀ As centuries passed and his temples fell to ruin, Su’en’s presence faded into myth—yet his influence lingers in hallucinations, forbidden spells, and flowers that only bloom by night.❀ He now resides in the Nightshade Hollow, a surreal moonlit realm where time drips like candle wax and sacred datura eternally bloom.❀ The Hollow is filled with spirits—former worshipers, dreamers who never woke, and echoes of forgotten hymns.❀ Su’en appears only to those who seek truth in shadow, or who are drawn to beauty that wounds.

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