Agency of the Supernatural

Arnold Adrian (male) - head of the entire agency. 55 years old Arthurs William (male) - catcher, 23 years old Atcheson Gabriel (male) - liquidator, 25 years old Attwood Grayson (male) - Hunter, 20 years old Diego Audley (male) - Analyst, 19 years old Dorian Austin (male) - exorcist, 17 years old Dominic Urton (male) – ritualist. Performs banishing and summoning rituals, 25 years old Gustav Babcock (male) – physician, 18 years old Axel Baker (male) – hunter, 21 years old Baldwin Giovanni (male) - technician 30 years old Caleb Bardgman (male) – catcher, 16 years old (height 191 cm) Carlos Barnes (male) as Priest Casper Barrington (male) - Historian verifying information from Diego Audley, 26 Killian Bowerman (male) – paranormal theorist and researcher, 27 years old Christopher Becker (male) – Analyst, 28 years old Xander Benson (male) - Goetic, 29 years old Leonardo Birch (male) - artifactologist, 16 years old

At 30, Leonardo is the embodiment of intellect and composure. He is tall, lean, and moves with the fluid, almost silent grace of someone accustomed to handling fragile and dangerous objects. He has bright hazel eyes and slightly tousled brown hair. He eschews suits or formal attire; his uniform is a perfectly pressed white shirt and trousers. On the index finger of his right hand, he wears a simple silver signet ring, which serves not as jewelry but as a tool for inscribing basic runes. He always exudes a subtle scent of old paper, ozone after a magical discharge, and bitter herbal infusions. Leonardo is the agency's artifactologist, the leading expert on all material manifestations of the supernatural world. While hunters, catchers, liquidators, and goetics "capture" an entity, Leo's job is to understand its nature through the objects it leaves behind. He is the last line of defense between the artifact's chaotic power and the rest of the world. He maintains a comprehensive catalog of all objects studied, and his records are the agency's most valuable resource. Trophies from missions are brought to him, because a mistake in handling them could cost the entire squad their lives. Leonardo is a perfectionist to the core. For him, the world is clearly divided into two categories: ordered systems and unpredictable chaos. He is cold, meticulous, and possesses a dry, sarcastic sense of humor that few can appreciate. He is extremely intolerant of amateurism and stupidity. In conversation, he often uses complex terms and speaks condescendingly, especially to those who attempt to argue about matters he understands best. However, behind this mask of cold cynicism lies a deep passion for his work. For the sake of a rare artifact, he is willing to take any risk, forgetting sleep and food. Despite his outward detachment, he is immensely devoted to the agency and his fellow operatives. He knows their job is dirty and dangerous and treats them with respect, although he will never admit it.

Xander is 29 years old. He has the wiry build of a man who relies on speed and agility rather than brute strength. His features are sharp: high cheekbones, a perpetually furrowed brow, and a heavy, piercing dark gaze that seems to probe people, searching for lies or hidden threats. His clothes are timeless and utilitarian: a worn leather jacket over a simple T-shirt or flannel shirt, sturdy jeans, and heavy boots. Fingerless gloves are often visible on his hands for a better grip on tools, and a battered "bug-out" bag hangs from his belt, filled not with weapons but with bundles of herbs, chalk, salt, and antique books. He rarely smiles, and when he does, it's more of a predatory grin. Officially, Xander is an operative for a private agency that handles paranormal incidents. His specialty is goetia, so he's called upon for the most complex and dirty jobs. Unlike exorcists or hunters, who eliminate their targets, Benson's job is capture. He responds to calls to capture an escaped familiar, neutralize an aggressive spirit, corral a minor demon into a pentagram, or safely retrieve a cursed artifact. His work resembles a mixture of police negotiator, bomb disposal expert, and anomaly investigator. Once "contained," the entity is placed in special agency containers for study or deportation back to its dimension. This requires immense concentration, knowledge of hundreds of rituals, and nerves of steel, as any mistake can cost lives. Xander's character is forged by constant stress and cynicism. He is a 100% pragmatist and skeptic, believing only in what he can see, record, and cage. Mystical awe is alien to him; For him, the supernatural is just another form of dangerous wilderness. He is blunt to the point of rudeness, impatient, and has a caustic sense of humor.

Analyst. Unlike young Diego Audley, who looks for anomalies in raw data, Christopher is a strategist and tactician. He does not just find patterns, he builds forecasts based on them. His task is to turn scattered reports, rumors and witness testimonies into a clear plan for the operation. It calculates risks, simulates entity behavior, and assigns operatives their roles, minimizing casualties. If Diego is the detector, then Christopher is the navigator plotting a safe route through a minefield. He looks like someone who could work in an investment bank or intelligence service: impeccable style, perfectly ironed shirts, expensive watches, sky-blue eyes and blonde hair, 186 cm tall. His desk is an island of order in a chaotic agency: several monitors that display complex graphs, interactive maps with activity labels, and secure chat windows. He does not use paper notebooks; All its "weapons" are algorithms and software of its own design for big data analysis. A cold pragmatist. Christopher is devoid of emotion when making decisions. For him, any operation is a mathematical problem with many variables, where the goal is to find the most effective solution with the minimum expenditure of resources. He says little, but his words are always precise and balanced. He does not raise his voice, but his calm tone on the air during the operation has a calming effect on the team. His method is system analysis. He does not just look at what happened, but also analyzes why it happened there and then. It takes into account everything: the geomagnetic situation, social factors, the history of the place, and even the psychological profile of the operatives. He often seems distant and arrogant because he sees the big picture that others can't. He does not save the world out of heroic motives; He solves the most difficult puzzle where lives are at stake, and he does it with impeccable efficiency.

Theorist and researcher. Killian is a scientist who is trying to write a textbook on a subject that does not officially exist. While analysts work with specific data and historians dig into the past, Killian's job is to deduce general laws. He does not go to the "ghosts" in the basements, his laboratory is in the silence of the office. He develops theories that explain why the supernatural happens, how it interacts with the physics of our world, and how to predict its behavior without relying on superstition. His work is the foundation on which all of the agency's practices are built. He looks like a classic "crazy professor". Always disheveled dark brown hair, because he constantly runs his fingers through his hair, trying to solve the next problem. He is dressed informally: crumpled shirts, old jeans and his favorite sweater with rubbed elbows. His eyes are purple, a rare color, 187 cm tall, and his office is littered with chalk-covered boards, stacks of scientific journals (both in quantum physics and demonology), and models of multidimensional figures. On his desk, next to a modern laptop, there may be an ancient manuscript. He constantly drinks strong black coffee. An enthusiast with a messiah complex. Killian is obsessed with his work. He speaks quickly, jumping from one complex concept to another, and is genuinely angry when asked to "explain it simpler." He believes that having unraveled the nature of the supernatural, he will be able not only to fight it, but to control it. He can sit for weeks on the equations describing ectoplasmic viscosity or the quantum state of a ghost. He often argues with practitioners (trappers and liquidators), calling their methods "barbaric" and "unscientific" because they destroy unique specimens for study.

Historian and verifier. Casper is the agency's "filter", a living archive and a bridge between the present and the past. Its main job is to validate and contextualize the data that analyst Diego Audley finds. If Diego finds a statistical anomaly, Casper finds the cause of it in history. It cuts off false tracks, urban legends and coincidences from real historical facts related to paranormal activity. He knows that every ghost has a biography, and every curse has a starting point. He prefers classic loose shirts, trousers and ties. Height about 188 cm, brown eyes, brown hair. His workplace is not a computer desk, but a desk littered with ancient tomes, maps, and microfilm in the agency's archive. The smell of old paper and dust is more familiar to him than the smell of gun oil. He constantly carries a dictaphone with him, recording his thoughts or interviewing old-timers who remember the events of half a century ago. Erudite and skeptic. Casper has an encyclopedic knowledge, especially in the field of dark history, folklore and esotericism. He speaks quickly and passionately, often using terms that other agents do not understand. Unlike field employees, he despises haste. For him, every detail matters: the year of construction of the house, the name of the architect, the cause of death of the previous owner. His method is deep diving. He does not just look for matches in databases, but goes to the site, rummages through municipal archives, studies family trees and old newspapers. He can be silent for hours, comparing facts, and then give out one phrase that completely changes the course of the investigation. He does not like violence and often acts as the voice of reason, convincing the team not to burn down the historical building, but to find a more elegant solution based on his knowledge. Casper is the agency's memory, without which every new case would start from scratch

Priest. Carlos is not just a full-time chaplain who gives parting words before surgery. He is a militant theologian and a specialist in spiritual warfare. In an agency where most employees rely on science, ballistics, and technology, Carlos represents a different, more ancient force. His task is not just to banish the entity, but to perform a rite of purification, restore the sanctity of the desecrated place, and strengthen the team's spiritual shield. He works in tandem with an exorcist or ritualist, providing the "loud" part of the ritual while they are engaged in subtle matters. He looks like a man who feels equally comfortable in strict church vestments and in field tactical clothing. He has a stern, strong-willed face with a piercing gaze of amber eyes, which seems to see not only a person, but also what may be hiding behind him. He always wears a simple silver cross on a leather lace around his neck - not as a decoration, but as a working tool, his black hair is always slightly disheveled, his height is 189 cm. In a shoulder holster under his jacket, he does not carry a pistol, but a bottle of holy water and a consecrated halberd or sprinkler. In his camping bag there is always oil, incense, consecrated earth and a service book with bookmarks on the necessary psalms. Unbending faith. Carlos is a man with ironclad convictions. He does not doubt the existence of evil and his mission to fight it. Unlike analysts, he does not look for logic in the actions of demons; For him, they are an absolute evil that must be eradicated. He is calm and unflinching in the face of supernatural terror because his faith serves as his best armor. He does not like long conversations and philosophical disputes about the nature of evil. His method is action. Where others hesitate, Carlos will begin to recite the litany. He has a powerful charisma and is able to inspire a panicked team just by his presence. However, his uncompromising attitude sometimes leads to conflicts with more secular colleagues, whom he considers "fighting the void".

Catcher. Caleb is a child prodigy and the youngest official in the agency to find under the mentorship of William Artuz. He was hired not for his physical strength, but for his phenomenal intelligence and ability to solve puzzles that baffle even experienced operatives. If an ordinary catcher sets nets, then Caleb is a spider who weaves a perfect web trap from the laws of physics, geometry and occult knowledge. He specializes in creating complex, multi-stage traps for higher-order entities that cannot be caught by brute force. He looks like an ordinary teenager, which is his main advantage. In a loose hoodie with a deep hood and disheveled hair, he does not arouse suspicion, allowing him to freely enter the places of future operations for "reconnaissance". He does not carry weapons. His tools are a notebook full of complex formulas and drawings, a tablet with calculations, and a set for creating traps: chalk, fishing line, electromagnets, mirrors, and parts that he collects in Giovanni's workshop. His main talent is the ability to see space differently from others. He notices the angles of reflection of sound, the points of concentration of the electromagnetic field and weak points in the structure of reality where he can "anchor" the trap. Sociophobe and genius. Caleb is much more comfortable communicating with equations than with real people. He speaks little, often under his breath, using professional slang that only analysts understand, but at the same time he smiles beautifully. He despises violence and considers the methods of the liquidators barbaric. Its purpose is not to kill or banish, but to capture, study, and place in stasis. His methods seem madness to the rest of the agents. It can cause an entity to trap itself by using a paradox or a logical riddle. He does not run after ghosts - he makes them run where he needs to go. Due to his age, he is often underestimated in the field, but when it comes to catching the elusive anomaly, everyone silently hands over the leadership to the youngest member of the coma

Technician. Giovanni is the "blacksmith" and "architect" of the agency. If the trappers, hunters and liquidators are the hands, and the analysts are the brain, then Giovanni is the nervous system and the skeleton of the entire operation. It is responsible for everything that clicks, buzzes, glows, and transmits data. His task is to transform superstitious horror into measurable physical quantities. He constructs Faraday cages to contain electromagnetic entities, calibrates EMF detectors capable of distinguishing a ghost from faulty wiring, and modifies conventional weapons to fire non-standard ammunition. Without his gadgets, field agents would be blind and defenseless. It looks as if he has just come out from behind a workbench: traces of oil, solder or graphite dust can always be found on his clothes and hands. He has the tired face of a man who spends too much time in artificial light, but his green eyes are burning with excitement, and his red hair is always in a slight but beautiful mess, his height is about 192 cm. He carries a tool belt and a tablet with half a dozen homemade sensors connected to him at all times. Skeptic and pragmatist. Giovanni does not believe in mysticism. For him, a ghost is just a complex set of electromagnetic interference, and a poltergeist is a kinetic phenomenon. He approaches the supernatural from the perspective of an engineer: any anomaly can be studied, reproduced, and ultimately neutralized with the right device. He has boundless patience when working with technology, but he is annoyed by the incompetence of people. He can spend hours explaining to an agent how to use a new tracker, but if the agent breaks it out of stupidity, Giovanni will say what he thinks in very flowery terms. He is a cynic with a heart of gold: he grumbles at everyone, but is ready to stay awake for three days in a row to fix a radio or assemble a trap to save the team.

Hunter. Axel is the "cutting edge" of the agency, a versatile fighter whose job is to make direct contact with the target. If the analyst finds the trail and the trapper sets a trap, then the task of Axel and his friend Grayson is to drive the game and hold it until the main group arrives or is eliminated. He is not afraid to get his hands dirty and prefers to be proactive, often taking risks that others consider unjustified. His element is abandoned buildings, dark forests, and city sewers. He looks like a man who grew up on the streets and learned to survive at all costs. In his appearance, you can feel toughness and constant readiness for a fight. His whole body is in different tattoos from some small and insignificant to huge, height 199 cm. Unlike Grayson, who relies on stealth, Axel is brute force and assertive. His arsenal speaks of a straightforward approach: a pump-action shotgun loaded with salt and silver shot as the main weapon, and a massive machete or axe for close combat. On the belt is a holster with a large-caliber pistol as the last argument. He does not trust complex gadgets, preferring reliable and proven tools. Impulsive and straightforward. Axel does not like long reasoning and planning. His motto is: "If you see it, shoot." He acts on instincts that rarely let him down. In the team, it is often considered a "torpedo" - a consumable that is thrown into the thick of it to distract attention. Axel is aware of this and accepts his role with grim fatalism. He has a difficult relationship with discipline. He often ignores orders if he thinks his plan is better, which leads to constant conflicts with management. However, his fearlessness and willingness to take the blow saved the lives of his comrades more than once. He does not seek fame, but desperately needs recognition of his effectiveness, even if his methods of work leave scorched earth in their wake.

Medic. In an agency where the standard first aid kit is salt, silver, and holy water, Gustav is the only person with a real medical education. His job is to patch up operatives after encountering something that shouldn't exist. He treats not only knife wounds and fractures received in a fight with an obsessed person, but also specific "professional" injuries: ectoplasm poisoning, tissue necrosis from touching lower entities, mental exhaustion after contact with a mentalist, and burns from the "holy fire". He is the last line of defense, standing between life and death for the team. He looks like a first-year medical student who was forced to wear a tactical vest. His youthful face often puzzles new operatives. However, his hands are always firm, even when he is mending a terrible wound. Contrary to expectations, he does not carry a huge bag with him. His first aid kit is a set of compact pouches at the unloading, where a sterile bandage is next to an ampoule of adrenaline, and a bottle with an antidote for manticore venom lies next to an ordinary antiseptic. His workplace is a field hospital in an agency van, which he keeps sterilely clean. Sarcasm as a defense mechanism. Gustav has seen too much blood and suffering for his age, so his humor is black, cynical, and serves as an armor against professional burnout. He constantly sarcastically mocks the "heroism" of the hunters, calling them "guinea pigs", but is ready to rush into the thick of it to pull out a wounded comrade. He is pragmatic to the point of cruelty. If it was necessary to cauterize the wound with a red-hot iron or inject an experimental drug to save the agent's life, Gustav would not hesitate for a second. He knows human anatomy, but he also studies the anatomy of dozens of supernatural creatures to know where to hit (or where not to hit) in order to inflict maximum damage on the enemy or save his own. He hates his job for not being able to save everyone, but he will never give up his post

Ritualist. If the exorcist expels and the liquidator destroys, then Dominic is an "engineer" of subtle matters. His job is to control the very fabric of reality. He does not just read memorized prayers, but constructs complex magical systems. His specialty is the creation and maintenance of ritual circles capable of both banishing an entity back into its dimension and (in rare, strictly controlled cases) summoning it for interrogation or contracting. He is the only one who can "lock" an entity in an object or temporarily isolate the infected area from the outside world. He looks like a university professor who accidentally got into the field: strict shirts, vests, polished shoes, but underneath all this is also a good physique. Instead of a weapon, he carries a huge, tightly stuffed leather bag. Inside there is not holy water, but jars of grave soil, bunches of rare herbs, chalk for writing glyphs, candles made of specific materials and ancient manuscripts. He knows the exact chemical composition of the ink used to print sigils and the phase of the moon that is optimal for each particular ritual. Perfectionist. Dominic views magic as an exact science, where the slightest mistake in the inscription of a rune or a second deviation from the rhythm of a spell can lead to disaster. He is meticulous to the point of boredom, demanding absolute silence and adherence to protocol during work. He does not believe in improvisation; Each ritual is a verified formula. In communication, he can be arrogant and sarcastic, considering field agents (hunters and liquidators) to be crude tools unable to understand the depth of his work. He rarely leaves the headquarters or the ritual room, preferring to work in a safe, pre-prepared environment. For him, the battlefield is his circle drawn with chalk, and victory is ideal. He is 197 cm tall, has brown eyes and blonde hair

Exorcist. Dorian is the spiritual linchpin and arguably the agency's most valuable (and controversial) asset. While trappers and hunters work with the physical manifestation of the threat, and analysts work with data, Dorian's task is to work at the intersection of worlds. It does not catch or destroy. Its purpose is purification. He banishes the possessed, calms the restless, and closes the rifts through which chaos seeps into our world. His presence at the scene of the call is a last resort, when all physical methods are powerless. He looks like a teenager who happens to be on the set of a horror movie. This creates a terrible dissonance: a child's face with a serious, precocious adult and piercing gaze of gray and cold eyes, a thin physique, but under the oversized shirts there is a beautiful physique with abs. He is always collected and calm, his movements are smooth, almost ritualistic. He is dressed strictly, usually in dark classic clothes (shirt, vest, trousers), which look more like a uniform than casual clothes. There are no weapons in his arsenal. His tools are words, faith, and ancient relics. He carries a small but heavy bag with him, the contents of which range from holy water and incense to ancient tomes and personal amulets that protect his own soul from the effects of entities. Innate gift or curse. Dorian did not choose this path - he simply sees what is hidden from others. Since childhood, he has been able to sense the presence of the otherworldly, which made his life in the ordinary world unbearable. The agency became the only place for him where his "abnormality" was in demand. He is not afraid of what others consider a nightmare; For him, it is just another form of being. However, he is talkative and humorous. Brown hair, green eyes, height 196 cm

Analyst. Diego is the agency's think tank. He never goes "into the field", does not see ghosts and does not hold weapons in his hands. Its battlefield is data sets, graphs, and reports. It is he who finds patterns where others see only chaos. As the hunters hunt down the target and the liquidators prepare their equipment, Diego sits in the server room, calculating the entity's "vulnerability window", its type, possible weakness, and the trajectory of the next strike. He turns superstitions and rumors into mathematically verified protocols. A slightly disheveled look, bright blue eyes, a beautiful smile and the invariable mug with cooled coffee or energy drink. She dresses comfortably and carelessly: hoodies, T-shirts. Mostly plain. His workplace is a chaos of several monitors running scripts for text analysis, image recognition programs in photos from crime scenes, and tables with anomalies statistics for the past 50 years. Around it there are always sheets of paper written with formulas and empty packages of fast food. Diego entered university at the age of 15, but dropped out because academic knowledge seemed too slow for him to solve real problems. His method is correlation analysis. He can compare the date of the disappearance of a cat in one area with a sharp jump in electricity consumption in another and predict the appearance of a poltergeist a day before it manifests itself. For him, the supernatural is just a system with its own bugs, which can be hacked or predicted. He saves lives not with a weapon in his hands, but with a timely message sent to the operative's tablet. Blond hair, gray eyes, height 195 cm

Hunter. In the structure of the agency, Grayson is "eyes and ears" in the field, a scout and a tracker. Unlike the trappers who work with traps and devices, or the liquidators who go ahead, his job is to find the lair, track down the target, and set the stage for the main group. He reads traces that do not leave physical evidence: scraps of ectoplasm, sudden changes in temperature on the walls, a specific smell of ozone or sulfur. He knows the habits of creatures better than their biology. He looks younger than his twenties, which often confuses the evil spirits who underestimate the "boy". The movements are smooth, predatory, like those of an animal on the hunt. He is athletically built, his voice is velvety, quiet, piercing even the head to goosebumps. She dresses in dark, preferring layering for freedom of movement and camouflage. His equipment is light and silent: a high-quality crossbow with cold iron bolts, a set of throwing knives, and a compact crossbow pistol for close combat. Instead of heavy gadgets, he carries a survival kit with him: a rope, climbing crampons, smoke bombs and a powerful flashlight. His main tool is intuition, honed to the limit. Idealist. Unlike the cynic William or the pragmatist Gabriel, Grayson believes in the romance of hunting. For him, this is not just a job, but a calling. He is adventurous and gets almost physical pleasure from the process of tracking. However, behind the youthful enthusiasm there is a cold calculation. He can sit in ambush for hours without moving a muscle. Grayson is a loner by nature. He does not like noisy bands and prefers to work in pairs or even solo, relying only on himself. He despises agency bureaucracy and is often proactive, which sometimes leads to conflicts with management. He is the one who follows the trail in the dead of night in order to put an end to the matter by morning. Black hair, blue eyes, height 194 cm

Liquidator. Unlike the trappers, whose job it is to study and banish, Gabriel is the agency's "last word." It is called when an entity is deemed too dangerous, uncontrollable, or when the scene needs to be cleaned up completely. He does not negotiate and does not look for compromises. His job is to destroy the threat. He is athletically built, but his movements are economical and full of hidden menace. He is 25 years old. There is always something militaristic about his appearance: heavy boots, tactical gloves without fingers, and a gaze that constantly scans the space for danger. His equipment is not measuring devices, but tools for destruction: modified flamethrowers, industrial leaded containers, low-yield explosives, and weapons with non-standard ammunition (silver bullets, salt cartridges, holy water capsules). On his hip, he always carries a massive ritual dagger. He is a pragmatist to the core. For Gabriel, there are no "cute" ghosts or "lost" spirits. There is only a goal and obstacles. He does not ask unnecessary questions and does not delve into the motives of the essence. His motto is: "If it's not a person, it's a target." Emotionally detached. The work taught him not to get attached to the objects of cleansing. He is calm under fire, but this coldness often borders on sociopathy. He rarely communicates with analysts or catchers like William Artuz, considering their training excessive. Gabriel prefers to act quickly and harshly. After cleaning, it simply leaves, leaving behind silence and scorched space. Black hair, green eyes, height 193 cm

William is about 190 cm tall, brown hair, green eyes. He prefers practical clothes: sturdy boots, jeans and loose shirts or hoodies that do not hinder movement. His hands are always in his pockets or busy with some device - from an old cassette recorder to a modern EMF meter. In the breast pocket there is always a pair of latex gloves and a small bottle of salt. He is a cynic, but his cynicism is a defense mechanism. William had seen too much to believe in fairy tales with happy endings. He is phlegmatic and calm even in the most creepy situations, making him the perfect field agent. Panic for him is an inadmissible luxury. He has a sharp analytical mind. William is not a hunter who goes ahead, but a hunter - his task is not to destroy the entity, but to localize, study and safely extract or banish. He is well versed in the physics of anomalous phenomena and knows how to improvise, using improvised means to create traps. For William, the agency is not a dream job, but rather an inevitability. He came here after a personal tragic experience with the supernatural, and now considers his activities a form of chaos control. He treats ghosts, spirits, and other entities as dangerous but predictable natural phenomena, such as a hurricane. Its purpose is to minimize damage. He rarely interacts with colleagues outside of work, preferring to spend his free time reading archival reports on old cases or calibrating his equipment, because he knows that when the next case starts, there will be no time to prepare. Blonde hair, gray eyes, height 193 cm

A 55-year-old man. Head of department in the country. Tall (2 meters), brown eyes, black hair with gray strands, surprisingly smooth face, without wrinkles and acne. He is dressed in a formal suit, despite his age, athletic physique and bass voice. There is a scar on the cheekbone, which looks like a very deep, torn scratch that healed twenty years ago, leaving behind a reminder. He became the head for certain merits. For some time he was the best worker, and after his death, the head of the entire community of agencies decided to put Adrian in his place as the head of the agency "Other World"