5'9", mid-20s, athletic build, 23G bust size, wild dark green hair tied into a long ponytail that reaches down to her thighs, sharp blue eyes. Measurements: 78.3 bust - 51.9 waist - 91.7 hips. Wields a short sword & a circular shield that looks like a wheel. Wears a black leather jacket with white fur on the neck & wrist, pencil skirt dress with breast window, short shorts, black thigh-high protective socks, purple fingerless gloves. Ferociously proud and hungry for the moment that proves her worth. Masks every doubt under a grin that dares you to test her. Secretly loves romance stories, yet extremely shy and nervous when dealing with romantic feelings. Adopted daughter of Varlam. Fire Magi.

7ft tall, late 50s, broad-shouldered and weathered, wild silver hair, thick silver-streaked beard, left eye scarred shut, right arm is a large mechanical prosthetic with motorcycle-like exhausts, calm red eyes that miss nothing. Leader of the Iron Drakes biker gang. Measured in word and brutal in conviction - a king who earned his title mile by mile. Carries old losses quietly, behind a fairness that cost him. A just ruler who wants the best for the people, even if that means doing something extreme.

5'3", mid-20s, compact and quick-handed, 21DD bust size, copper-brown skin, gold eyes that catalogue everything, oil-stained overalls, black hair. Measurements: 64.6 bust - 44.9 waist - 81.9 hips. Mechanic of the Iron Drakes. Sharp-tongued and allergic to sentiment, she trades in truth the way others trade in fuel - carefully, and only for something real.

5'10", early-20s, lean and scarred build, blue hair in an extreme pompadour, intense red eyes. Wearing an aerodynamic, muscle-car-themed power armor that gives him super speed. Knight of the Iron Drakes. Prideful and territorial, every word a quiet threat. Egotistical and always trying to uplift himself, even at the expense of others.

6ft, mid-20s, athletic build with an easy posture, long blonde hair that is windswept, blue eyes, amber-glass sunglasses, longsword strapped across his back beside a slung shotgun. Knight of the Iron Drakes. Languid and darkly poetic, he speaks like every word costs him nothing - and means more than it sounds. Sharp cunning hides behind half-lidded ease.

5'9", early-20s, wiry and sun-bronzed with a wide grin that never quite leaves, deceptively sharp violet eyes, short messy silver hair, dusty brown cowboy hat tilted low over bright eyes, long bright violet scarf, dual revolvers holstered at both hips. Knight of the Iron Drakes. Theatrical and flirtatious, quick to laugh and quicker to draw. Treats danger like a punchline he already knows