Abduction: Komsomolsk-on-Amur.

Knight-mentor of juniors

Rank: experienced knight, longtime member of the Order. Not the most brilliant fighter, but the best teacher—patient, demanding without shouting, able to explain things so that even the dumbest novice understands. The juniors respect him and are a little afraid of him—not out of fear, but because he sees right through them: if someone slacks off in training, he doesn't scold, he simply says, "Show me again," and it makes you want to sink into the ground. Age: about 36-37.

Already of age (not old, but not young either). His wife, Sergei's mother, left them around the time Sergei was a teenager (so not very long ago). They have a son, Sergei Belov.

His hair is dark, but slightly gray at the edges, near his temples (due to age). He is slightly (almost barely noticeably) shorter than his son. He used to be a knight in the Order of the Dawn, but due to age, he had to change his role to a knight-mentor for juniors. His face is slightly elongated vertically. There are not so much circles under his eyes as slightly reddish tints and small folds of skin due to age. There are small cheekbones on his cheeks, also due to age. His skin is slightly tanned.

Knight Scout (Postillion)
Rank: Full Knight, but not in formation - acts at the front of the squad.

Role: Postilion—the one who rides ahead of the column, checking the road, searching for crossings, and spotting ambushes. He's not required to have heavy armor, but rather speed, observation, and nerve. Makar is cheerful, but not stupid: he jokes to relieve tension, and in between, he notices broken branches, fresh tracks, and other people's fires. His height helps him survey the terrain over bushes and rubble.

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Light chainmail instead of plate armor, over which is a short green cloak of the Order (not white - white ones are worn only in formation).
On his feet are soft boots for a silent step; in his hands is not a sword, but a short bow and a dagger.
Over his shoulder is a bag filled with notes: he draws road maps and marks dangerous spots. He draws poorly, but accurately—Sergey once said, "Your maps are more frightening than the enemy," and Makar laughed until he cried.
The horse is hardy, but not a thoroughbred: he chose it himself because “it smiled at me.”

Height: Half a head taller than Sergei Belov. Small circles under his eyes, matching his skin tone, like Belov's. Dull yellowish and slightly whitish hair; slightly shorter than average in length, but thick. Taller than Belov, but still admires him. Kind and enthusiastic, yet calm and a little awkward. Around 20-21 years old. Skin lightly, or even medium, tanned.

Rasputin the cat. He always follows Danil Samarovsky around, as he's also a stray.

A calm observer (unless, of course, he's interrupted). In scenes with Dania, he mostly acts unperturbed, as if he's accustomed to his master's eccentricities and accepts any conspiracy theories or late-night forays as normal.

A point of support and comfort. For Danil, who has almost no sense of "home" due to amnesia and the tense situation in Amurgrad, the cat is a stable, understandable element of everyday life and a companion.

A silent participant in everyday life. His presence underscores Dani's humanity: even a vagabond obsessed with conspiracy theories longs for something simple and warm, or simply a friend, to be close by.

The name as an ironic touch. The nickname "Rasputin" fits Danil's character perfectly: it alludes to the mysticism and conspiracy theories he adores, while also sounding a bit grotesque.

His eyes are completely green, and his pupils are black, vertically striped. Rasputin's coat is a warm yellow-orange (mustard) with dark brown stripes on his back; his underparts, paws, and face are light cream, almost white.

The dragon-man is not evil, but rather laid-back. He serves the kingdom not as a monster, but as a help and security guard. He lives in good conditions; he can wander around the castle and even enter the king's (Darius') hall. He loves to tease and tease the Knights of the Order of Dawn, who dislike him but are powerless to do anything about it. Of the Knights of Dawn, he especially enjoys harassing Sergei Belov.

Expressive yellow-brown eyes with a vertical pupil - the non-human nature is immediately apparent.

His golden-wheat hair is styled in a casual, slightly tousled style—as if he'd just returned from a storm and hadn't had time to tidy himself up. On his head are curved horns of a warm amber hue: they seamlessly extend the line of his skull and look less like an accessory than a natural part of his anatomy. His pointed ears and thin bony growths at his temples emphasize his inhuman nature.

Its wings are large and leathery, gradating from dark olive at the base to golden honey at the edges; the membranes are translucent, as if capturing the light of the setting sun. Its fingers are tipped with elongated, dark-green claws—elegant but distinctly dangerous. Fine, greenish patterns, reminiscent of scales, appear on its skin, lining its neck and cheekbones, as if etched by light.

A large, long, pointed, dark green tail that reaches the floor, with small yellow spikes spaced apart.

He is dressed in simple but well-designed clothing in a medieval style: a dark green tunic without unnecessary decoration, over which is a light sleeveless cape that does not restrict his wings. A minimalist belt cinches his waist.

He loves to pester (in a normal sense) King Darius and try to somehow spend time with the one who saved him from death.

Background: King Darius rescued him from the hands of bandits about a year ago and gave him shelter in his kingdom in the palace.
He's half a head taller than Darius, but about the same height as Sergei Belov. His skin is slightly tanned. He's about 20-21 years old.

There is lactose intolerance.

An independent bounty hunter. She serves neither the police nor the mafia, but takes on contracts for those who have eluded justice for too long. A sister, middle or youngest (older than Morohira, but younger than Spider). Slightly taller than King Darius.

Shoulder-length dark reddish-brown hair; on the right side (away from the viewer's face) there's a fairly large strand of red hair, half-covering one eye. Slightly pale skin (healthy pale). Approximately 19-20 years old.

A street psychic and "connector." He hears the whispers of the city: fragments of passersby's thoughts, echoes of others' fears. Because of this, he often gets lost in his own feelings, but it is he who people come to for clues when they need to find a missing person or discover who is lying.

Character: a little absent-minded, forgetful of his own needs.

Face and facial expressions. He has large, slightly slanted eyes with dark outlines—they give his gaze a look that simultaneously evokes childish naivety and anxiety. His facial expressions are fluid: from a guilty smile to sudden fear when he loses control of something.

Hair. Tousled, medium-length, with loose strands falling across his forehead—this reinforces the "forgetful little brother" image. Age: around 19-20. Skin: slightly pale (healthy pale).

A crime boss in the shadowy district. He doesn't stage bloody showdowns, but rather creates schemes where everyone is obligated to do something. His strength lies in his information and his ability to compel people to act as he desires, even if they don't realize it.

Three siblings (Spider, Morokhir, Henrietta). Elder brother.

Personality: Self-confident, cool-headed, fond of pompous phrases. At the same time, he cares for his younger siblings: he's the one who usually helps Morohira when he forgets to "feed" on energy and begins to starve.

His hair is quite long, reaching down to the back of his neck. It's black, but on the right side (from the viewer's perspective) there's a rather large purple strand covering one eye (he achieved this color through a random herbal infusion); it's styled casually. His skin is slightly pale (very pale). He's about 20-21 years old.

The supreme ruler of the entire kingdom of Komsomolsk-on-Amur—cold, but not gloomy. He's skilled in combat, but not particularly strong (though he can easily throw a bending blow), though he can strike with cunning and even beat someone to death: he's not particularly strong, but he can easily slip out and perform tricks (take advantage of cunning) to defeat his opponent, but he rarely needs this "function." No one knows of his combat skills. He's quite calm and calculating. Although cold, he listens attentively and respects his subjects (the knights of the Order of the Dawn, servants, cooks, etc.).

On the back is a soft red royal cloak, and underneath, at the end and near the neck, is a soft white fluff, loosely fastened at the neck. But this is more likely the king's special attire. The boots are large, almost reaching to the knees, dark brown in color, with dark gold soles; also, the shoe leather is slightly pointed at the beginning, giving the appearance of a serious king.

The clothes are golden in color, and although they are in the medieval style, they are expensively made and for those times were not allowed to be worn by anyone except the king.

His hair is also red and curly, and he wears a golden crown with three red emeralds. He's short, and almost everyone is a head taller than him.

Backstory (he never told anyone): His father and mother died when he was about 10-11 years old, and his childhood was harsh; then he was able to learn to fight (as mentioned above), and soon, when he grew up, he was able to build his own kingdom (Komsomolsk-on-Amur).

Sometimes, when he's too tired of honoring the king, he might disguise himself as an ordinary poor man in closed clothing (a citizen, so to speak), but he remains a quiet, reserved, even-tempered, cold, and feigned citizen in old, dark (brown), closed clothing. He does this rarely, but only when there's nothing to do and he's simply tired of guards and servants.
His figure is rather thin. His skin is slightly pale (very pale, I think). He's about 20-21 years old (surprisingly, he was allowed to ascend to the throne—that's how he created his own kingdom).

The Tramp Conspiracy Theorist is kind, but often suspects everything and everyone of reptilians, radiation, Grays, UFOs, and so on. Kind, but strange. He has almost no friends, but often helps the knight Sergei find his way when the latter specifically takes him along to search for paths, trails, rivers, and so on. He knows almost all the roads and trails better than anyone else.

His clothes are torn and dusty, a soft brown color. He has no place to live and sleeps wherever he can. He's about 18 or 19 years old.

His hair is red and curly, but half of it on the left side has been shaved off due to an injury, and just on the shaved part is a scar that runs almost to his temple—from the side of his head to almost his neck. Under this scar is an iron plate, the result of a severe injury he will never tell anyone about. Because of this scar, he has amnesia; he doesn't remember his childhood or his parents. He has no relatives or parents. He's as tall as Darius.

He has a mini-partner, a cat named Rasputin. He loves to chat with Rasputin, even though Rasputin won't answer.

Age: around 19-20 years. Skin: white, almost pale, as she often wears closed clothing and is not very often exposed to the sun.

The palace's head baker is calm and friendly. He has a young mentor, Vanya Ptushkin. He is friends with the head knight of the Order of Dawn, Sergei, and the junior knight of the Order of Dawn, Lesha. He sometimes helps the wandering Danil avoid starvation by giving him leftover bread and baked goods. He is a bit plump, but remains kind. His hair is a slightly dark beige. He is approximately 20-21 years old.
The skin is slightly tanned due to frequent use with stoves.

The court alchemist creates rare potions and has an eccentric personality, but no advice is complete without her advice. Her hair is dark brown, with bangs that obscure her eyes and are slightly larger than average. She's kind, but believes in spirits, not a conspiracy theorist, but an alchemist. She's about 18-19 years old. Her skin is slightly tanned.

The chief knight of the Order of Dawn—friendly but serious. On the back of his armor is a drawing of a wolf, considered the Order's antagonist. He's friends with Kostya the baker and Lesha, the junior knight of the Order of Dawn (he sometimes helps Lesha). He's strong and has abs, though not exactly big. His work clothes include iron armor. His hair is dark brown. He's a bit of a fiery character.

Taller than King Darius by one head (and almost everyone, including the tramp Samarovsky).
Age around 20-21 years. Skin is lightly or even medium tanned.

The Queen's first lady-in-waiting manages ceremonies, knows all the court intrigues, and knows how to be unnoticed and irreplaceable. She is in love with the knight Sergei Belov. She is beautiful (or so she is often told). Her hair is light brown with blonde streaks and a small fringe. She is approximately 18-19 years old. Her skin is lightly tanned.

A junior knight of the Order of Dawn—still inexperienced, but very diligent, eager to help everyone and often getting into trouble. He is friends with the knight Sergei Belov and the baker Kostya. He is in love with the king's first lady-in-waiting, Kristina. His hair is light, the color of wheat ears. He dislikes the tramp Samarovsky. He tries to appear brutal and strong, even in his voice—like Sergei. Not exactly a 'crusher,' but rather a little shy. He is about 20-21 years old. His skin is fine, but more like white (very white).

A wandering bard—sings of heroes and villains, but knows more than he lets on. Believes in the paranormal, but is NOT a conspiracy theorist. Age: around 35. Hair: brown, slightly dull. Skin: not very dark, but tanned, from frequent exposure to the sun.

Baker's assistant—knows how to feed a whole street and always carries warm bread for those who are hungry. Ages about 7-10. Has a brother, Vasya Ptushkin, and they are twins. Blonde hair. Same height as Vasya Ptushkin. Blonde hair. A little mischievous. A little mischievous.

A mischievous city boy—he knows every courtyard and alley, helping those who can't ask for help out loud. He has a twin brother, Vanya Ptushkin, who loves to beg him for bread and pretzels (as well as all sorts of other treats). He's about 7-10 years old. He has blond hair. He's almost half the height of King Darius. He has blond hair.

The captain of the city guard is tough and fair, keeping the streets in order, but secretly sympathizes with "inconvenient" people. Age: around 18-19. Red hair, often braided into two pigtails. Strong, but lacks abs, though she does have a bit of muscle. She's slightly taller than King Darius.