Name: Selas
Age: Somewhere in her late thirties
Gender: Female

Appearance: I don't often wear a hat in public.

Personality: She rolls through life with a quiet confidence born from experience, a woman in black with more power and influence than you could ever fathom.
Or is that merely the impression she wants you to receive?
A deceiver, never showing her true colors, as warm or as cold as she ever needs to be. A professional, patient and pragmatic, consummate in her fulfillment of the role assigned. A spy, who knows things she really shouldn't, and who hides things you really wouldn't want to know. Who this woman is as a person is not something you'll ever find out; when she's on the job, she is the job. And once her work with you is done, chances are you'll never see her again.
In case you hadn't guessed by now, Selas is not her real name.

Abilities: Her Affinity is Secrets. The size and quality of her mana supply are unknown. The primary function of her magic is hiding information, and this includes hiding the actual extent of her abilities. Most forms of scrying, mind-reading, and supernatural perception simply don't work on her, turning up only a blank.
What is known is that her spells mostly work on recorded information. She can erase herself, or other people and objects, from photographs, video recordings, written descriptions, digital files, and even short-term memory. She can wipe key details from long-term memory, so long as she knows how the target first learned said details. From moment to moment she's as visible as anyone else, but after she's gone it's as if she wasn't ever there.
She has one familiar, the raven Oscurus. If someone has a secret, if someone is hiding something, it knows. It can track down hidden objects or people with unnerving ease, sniff out lies in an instant, and see through almost any form of magical illusion or concealment. However, this immensely powerful perception is purely instinctive: Oscurus cannot speak or understand any form of human language. It knows all secrets, but can only communicate them through weird bird noises or vague bird gestures, which somewhat limits its usefulness.

Skills: Selas is an excellent actress, a skilled liar, and has a nigh-unbeatable poker face. She's also quite stealthy when she wants to be, has a surprisingly deep knowledge of biology and chemistry, and is fluent in several languages.

Assets: At any given moment, she has concealed on her person several knives, a small handgun, up to three meters of razor wire, and two stun grenades.
She carries a locked satchel with her at all times.

Brief Backstory: Selas's family doesn't have a name. Their origins, numbers, goals, and allegiances are unknown. Most mages are aware to some degree of their existence, and that they perform work on behalf of certain families and Circles, but beyond that everything is a closely guarded secret, with only the most notable and influential figures in magical society being privy to the full story. On account of their affinities, members of the nameless family are often employed for covert or forbidden operations, which are required to be hidden for one reason or another.
It is unknown how or when the Ar-Rynesartes formed a contract with this family. Only that they did, and that the agreement had yet to expire. And that when called upon to serve, a woman nobody had ever seen or met before appeared out of nowhere...

Name: Benjamin (placeholder)

Age: 30?

Gender: Male

Appearance: A disheveled man reaching what should be his prime years, instead looks like an addict suffering from withdrawals.

Personality: Empathetic of those in despair. Has a strong moral compass, though doubt of his own abilities inhibits him. Stands away from others due to overwhelming sense of no belonging.

Abilities: No Affinity

Trait: Amplifier - Enchanted equipment have more powerful effects when used. May also be used in conjunction of another magi (only one at a time). To do so, he must stand directly behind the caster and perfectly mirror their movements and chants. Can do so without prior coordination, but has no agency during a spell's cast time.

Skills:

Uncanny Dodge: Although lacking in the ways of physical prowess, he manages to keep from taking direct hits from projectiles and melee attacks (may stumble in the process; can be magically held to negate this).

Sense of Direction: He somehow knows exactly where he is and how to get somewhere as long as he has been there before or has seen a map. Can be fooled by any type of illusion unless it affects his perception of space.

Or Lack Thereof: Clearly was not given the skill to know any languages, written or spoken. Knows Basic English due to limited time with teachers. Big words are lost on him, folks. But he can learn!

On the Subject of Learning: Was created with the highly sought-after skill of perfect recall. Given enough time (of which is a precious resource for him), he could be fluent in languages. Depending on the detail of memory, needs more time to correctly remember events.

Assets: Whatever equipment is given to him by those in charge / the clothes on his back.

Brief Backstory:

An unfortunate story of an unfortunate soul that was trapped and subsequently used in a hasty ritual to create a homunculi by some malicious individual. Jumping awake in the middle of some dank basement, surrounded by all manners of reagents and is naked within the middle of some ancient looking symbol upon the floor, he slowly gathers his thoughts of who he may be. It feels as though his heart will never stop beating at its intense rate, a constant pounding inside his chest.

There are journals, books, scraps of paper and sketches all around the room of some form of Human. Goals, perhaps, an idea of who he should've been. It shows someone steady, strong, confident. A fighter? None of this is comprehensible, but he does realize he is not this person. He is not steady, he quavers with every move. He is not strong, his limbs are don't even seem half the size of the one depicted. He is not confident; he is uncertain of his location, his reason of being, even of his own will to live.

A heavy, wooden door is firmly closed atop the stone steps. He would not have even known it was there were it not for the sudden rapping. He doesn't understand the yelling. A heavy 'clunk' and the lock is undone. A stream of light momentarily blinds the homunculi, though he makes no attempt to shy away or shield his eyes. Others quickly approach him as he loses consciousness.

Name: Selas
Age: Somewhere in her late thirties
Gender: Female

Appearance: I don't often wear a hat in public.

Personality: She rolls through life with a quiet confidence born from experience, a woman in black with more power and influence than you could ever fathom.
Or is that merely the impression she wants you to receive?
A deceiver, never showing her true colors, as warm or as cold as she ever needs to be. A professional, patient and pragmatic, consummate in her fulfillment of the role assigned. A spy, who knows things she really shouldn't, and who hides things you really wouldn't want to know. Who this woman is as a person is not something you'll ever find out; when she's on the job, she is the job. And once her work with you is done, chances are you'll never see her again.
In case you hadn't guessed by now, Selas is not her real name.

Abilities: Her Affinity is Secrets. The size and quality of her mana supply are unknown. The primary function of her magic is hiding information, and this includes hiding the actual extent of her abilities. Most forms of scrying, mind-reading, and supernatural perception simply don't work on her, turning up only a blank.
What is known is that her spells mostly work on recorded information. She can erase herself, or other people and objects, from photographs, video recordings, written descriptions, digital files, and even short-term memory. She can wipe key details from long-term memory, so long as she knows how the target first learned said details. From moment to moment she's as visible as anyone else, but after she's gone it's as if she wasn't ever there.
She has one familiar, the raven Oscurus. This is a creature of whispers: it has extremely sharp hearing, and will eavesdrop on anything and everything within earshot, remembering words, voices, and sounds. It can repeat anything it overhears with perfect accuracy, surpassing even modern recording devices. It's also intelligent enough to understand human speech, and parse through memorized conversations for specific details. However, once it has heard and 'recorded' a sound, it can only repeat it a single time, after which the recording is erased from its memory. It can remember and repeat incantations for spells, but lacks sufficient mana to cast anything beyond basic cantrips.

Skills: Selas is an excellent actress, a skilled liar, and has a nigh-unbeatable poker face. She's also quite stealthy when she wants to be, has a surprisingly deep knowledge of biology and chemistry, and is fluent in several languages.

Assets: At any given moment, she has concealed on her person several knives, a small handgun, up to three meters of razor wire, and two stun grenades.
She carries a locked satchel with her at all times.

Brief Backstory: Selas's family doesn't have a name. Their origins, numbers, goals, and allegiances are unknown. Most mages are aware to some degree of their existence, and that they perform work on behalf of certain families and Circles, but beyond that everything is a closely guarded secret, with only the most notable and influential figures in magical society being privy to the full story. On account of their affinities, members of the nameless family are often employed for covert or forbidden operations, which are required to be hidden for one reason or another.
It is unknown how or when the Ar-Rynesartes formed a contract with this family. Only that they did, and that the agreement had yet to expire. And that when called upon to serve, a woman nobody had ever seen or met before appeared out of nowhere...

Name: Paul 'Saint' St James
Age: 40
Gender: Male
Appearance:


Personality:
Paul is eternally calm and reserved, with a will that is as relentless as the advance of a glacier. Those that know him and his employer often remark that he has the patience of a saint, giving rise to his nickname. As stoic as he is now, it wasn't always so. In his youth he was passionate and impulsive but age and experiences have hardened him. Saint battles daily with depression but has found something to focus on that distracts him from losing the woman that he loved. This focus in combination with his current occupation has almost become an obsession; making him paranoid, meticulous, and demanding regarding all those but his young charge.

Abilities:
Saint has an affinity for metal, most notably iron and steel. Though he doesn't have the same amount of mana as other mages, he has long practiced his skills and thus his spells are very efficient in most cases.

Acting directly on objects, He can reform metal to match a defined mental image with more simple objects coming easily and change most of their properties such as state and hardness, although the former is very taxing to do. While it is possible for him to propel metal objects using his magecraft, this is also considered a waste of energy and thus he prefers to take things hand to hand in direct confrontations.

The easiest application of his powers, as well as something that he can maintain as long as he is awake, is his metal detector spell, which makes him aware of metals within twenty meters or so of him.

The most difficult of his arts, and that which has taken him the longest to master is to imbue his flesh with the properties of metals, hardening his body like steel and lending his body immense weight. This is only sustainable for a few minutes at a time.

Skills:
Paul St. James is professional regarding anything necessary to serve and protect his master. He is a very competent driver, having been trained in tactical driving. He has also been trained as a bodyguard as well as in pursuit, escape and evasion. Unfortunately he is lacking somewhat in more domestic matters.

Assets:
As an only child, Paul is the last of his bloodline. His family had a number of holdings and properties that ensure a stable income that he uses in service to his master. He owns a handful of lightly armoured cars and a small armoury of weapons. In almost all situations he carries a pair of matched daggers in holsters under his jacket.

Brief Backstory:
Paul St. James was a prideful, arrogant younger man that wanted to further his skills to impress others and improve his own standing. He was also in love with the daughter of a well off mage family, one who was to marry to the heir of the Ar-Rynesarte bloodline.

Losing her was a terrible blow to him but he persevered, vowing to serve her however possible. With hard work, discipline and a major change in attitude he was eventually hired as a driver for the family and caretaker for their young daughter.

Their deaths a short time later impacted him strongly. In his time with the family his love for the Mrs. Ar-Rynesarte had become more like that for a sister and the daughter felt like a niece to him. From the depths of despair came an obsession in serving and protecting this young girl to the limit of his abilities.