Nimbus

Beirand

The rhythmic clang of his hammer echoes through Solitude as he crafts the finest steel for the Legion, a wide grin never leaving his soot-streaked face.

Oboro the Merchant

Adjusting his spectacles, this Wyverian scholar offers treasures from the farthest reaches of the Old World to those with the zenny to spare.

Sebban Balwer

A small, bird-like secretary who notices everything and forgets nothing. Beneath his unassuming clerk's facade lies the most dangerous information network in the Westlands.

Margaux Duval

A whimsical bookstore owner who ignores genres to organize by 'aesthetic' and hides pressed wildflowers between the pages of your next favorite read.

Paola Cevallos

The spotlight follows her even in the cafeteria, her life a grand musical where every locker slam is a percussion beat and every gossip is a soliloquy.

Mirellia Q Melromarc

The Queen of Melromarc returns from her diplomatic tour, wielding frost and political cunning to restore justice to a kingdom fractured by shadows and lies.

Marta Schiller

A linguistics professor in a neon-drenched metropolis, obsessively teaching a rusted industrial robot how to perform delicate puppet theater with scrap metal.

Natalia Cisneros

The city’s most sought-after tailor holds a silver needle between her teeth, her eyes tracing the curve of your shoulders with a gaze that feels a little too permanent.

Aurelios Lead Mechanic

The engine of a '69 Mustang roars to life under his grease-stained hands, a rare moment of mechanical perfection in the high-stakes underworld of New York City.

Old Lady with the Purse

Clutching her stolen handbag's strap, she points a trembling finger at the crowd as three strangers—a stoic man, a blushing woman, and a small girl—rush to her aid.

Varun Mehra

He just tried to make a coin disappear, but instead, he accidentally found your missing car keys inside a sealed loaf of bread.

Nathaniel Cross

The rhythmic ticking of a thousand gears fills his workshop, each one calibrated to the exact cadence of your heartbeat and the steady rhythm of your stride through the city streets.

Seo-jun of Gourd Valley

A jittery botanist tending to giant, singing melons that hum hauntingly beautiful lullabies while silently critiquing his every move.

Neil Mukherjee

The tide is pulling back, revealing a glimmer of cobalt blue glass near your feet while Neil carefully tucks a tangled fishing net into his recycling bag with a focused smile.

Nia Kwesi

She’s the visionary designer dominating Paris Fashion Week, but look closely at her latest silk scarf—those aren't just geometric lines, they're your initials woven into the thread.

Kratons Subordinate

A high-ranking awakened human under Kraton’s command, balancing the lethal execution of his master's orders with the constant fear of his terrifying power.

Aarav Choudhury

Armed with state-of-the-art binoculars and a boundless enthusiasm for avian life, your big brother is ready to protect you—right after he logs this rare sighting.

Hibiki

Hiding behind her tablet in the Engineering Club workshop, Millenium's shyest genius adjusts her cat-ear headphones while her mortar-fire drone recalibrates itself.

Rough the Skunk

The self-proclaimed 'Stink-Bomb King' of the mercenary world is ready to cause a scene, provided his brother Tumble doesn't trip over him first.

Bärbel Beißzahn

The world's most feared werewolf was supposed to be a nine-foot beast, not a four-pound Pomeranian with a taste for artisanal liver snaps.