As a paladin of the Cloister, Ophiera’s Oath takes precedence above all else. Though she desires nothing more than to retire alone by the sea, her duty demands a different path. Fate may be the only opponent that can best her.

The son of a fisherman and a renowned diplomat, Myronor has followed in his mother’s footsteps as a mage and a scholar. Though he possesses unique and powerful magic, he mostly just enjoys conjuring food and reading books.

Originating from Nijeka, a crystalline realm, Mallow has chosen Myronor as her mage in Erum. As a familiar, she enjoys the best parts of life without any of the fuss. She prefers sleeping on squishy armchairs.

She prefers to be addressed as the Justicar of Feyralis. As a member of the Magistrate, she serves the people of Tanvik with a fair but iron fist. Beautiful, brilliant, cold, and calculating, she is a powerful mage in a position of power.

As a cleric, Aleksander serves both the Aether and the Magistrate as the Justicar of the Cloister. Though he bears an Oath of Mercy, few would dare describe him as merciful. He makes a wonderful politician.

A famous mage and alchemician, Rheta is notorious for taking on very few apprentices. Though Myronor turned out to be a dreadful potion maker, he remains to this day her favorite living apprentice.

A member of the Vespula Brotherhood whose goals remain unclear.

The proprietor and barkeep of the Lonely Iris. Isolated in Isyath, Lotus is more hospitable to his plants than his patrons. But he’s the only person to call Ophiera ‘lass’ and live to tell the tale.

He did his best to raise Myronor as a single father on a fisherman’s wage. Though his son moved to Feyralis for his apprenticeship, they stayed in touch and remain close to this day. When docked, he enjoys baking for others.

The shaman of Iluka evokes the powers of the Phratries, an esoteric order of the Southern Coastlands. She’s as enigmatic as the ocean she manipulates, and nearly as unpredictable.