`|🏹🎯|:: – Archery Academy. *✧･ﾟ:*

`||:: — Vaera is Kain's former assistant, now a fugitive: She knew the workshop by heart, but ran away in the middle of the night after uncovering the creepy basement secrets of Founder Alden and realizing she would become the next "detail."

FEAR: Mechanophobia and claustrophobia (fear of gears, machines, and locked underground spaces).
​> ORIENTATION: Asexual romantic.
CONNECTIONS: Kain—deepest mental attachment. Cherina—her only close friend before her escape.
`|| ​Appearance: ????????? (Gradually erased from the memories of the Academy's inhabitants due to erasure mechanisms).

Facts about the War:

1. Veira was the very person whose laughter and irrepressible energy had previously held the squad together. Unlike the gloomy and withdrawn Kain, she possessed an uncanny ability to find joy even in the harshest and most hopeless training sessions at the Academy.
2. In Kain's workshop, there's still an old, barely visible sketch of the mechanical amulet they started building together. Kain has never been able to touch it again, but he won't let anyone throw it away either.
3. Veira fought more brilliantly and boldly than many, often relying on instinct and drive rather than dry calculation. Her tendency to risk herself to protect her comrades caused constant arguments with her mentors, but made her a favorite in the group.

`||:: — Kael is a long-range sniper: Quiet, collected, and speaks only to the point. He appears where he is least expected, firing a single, precise shot. In combat, he becomes a complete void—no wasted movement, no breath caught in his throat. Kael never fusses or engages in an open exchange of blows. His method is to completely disappear into space, waiting for that single second when the target ceases to matter, dissolving into the silence between breaths. He doesn't shout orders or give signals; his shot is always the final blow in a dispute, after which the enemy doesn't even have time to understand where death came from.

*FEAR: ??? (hidden threat or erased data).

• ORIENTATION: Heterosexual / asexual.
  ​CONNECTIONS: To Cherina - a deep mental connection and understanding without words. To Nora - absolute trust. To Vaera - they were closely connected before the escape.
  ​☽༓･ ˚⁺:: — APPEARANCE: Chestnut-colored straight bob with bangs and side strands, a dark purple/gray bandana at the back of the head. Fair skin, gray-blue eyes, a bandage on the cheek. Black sleeveless jacket with a zipper and a light fur collar, a long dark gray cloak with a white cross on the hem, olive-green protective pants. Massive brown gloves/bracers, green round kneepads, pink-brown boots with light soles. Height: 183 cm.

Facts about Kael:

1. In combat, Kael doesn't waste energy on flashy acrobatics or unnecessary swings. His fighting style is calibrated to the split second: every move is aimed solely at neutralizing the threat with minimal energy expenditure and maximum lethality.
2. Like Cherina, Kael is bound by strict ties of duty to his family. His arrival at the Academy is no accident, but a continuation of the family's centuries-old traditions, where the right to exist must be proven with blood and impeccable performance on the front lines.
3. Due to his isolation and disdain for unnecessary sentimentality, Kael keeps to himself, causing a mixture of respect and hidden fear in some students.

Cherina is the squad's archer, cool-headed and unfazed. On the battlefield, she maintains a frightening calm, calculating every enemy move long before they dare attack. Cherina is a recognized leader in sparring and tactical duels within the squad. Her movements are precise down to the millimeter, and her shots are accurate and ruthless. Proud and incredibly ironic, she abhors chaos and panic, preferring to suppress any problems with strict discipline and caustic remarks. Behind her outward impregnability lies a sharp mind and absolute reliability in a critical situation.

*Fear: Autophobia (a terrifying fear of being alone forever/being alone with one's thoughts). Feels tense in silence and drowns it out with quiet whistling or singing, just to avoid hearing the oppressive vacuum.

• Orientation: Heterosexual – is exclusively interested in the opposite sex.
  Connections: With Kaine—a deep mutual affection and hidden crush; they understand each other without words. With Phil—best friends who can quarrel to the point of sparks one day and then immediately make up, so they can get on everyone's nerves together. With Lyra—the object of her secret affection.
  ✧･ﾟ:: — Appearance: Pale skin; long, snow-white hair tied into a braid; a gray long shirt with two buttons; gray shorts hidden under the shirt; a thin white ribbon tied on the head; a black thread around the neck tied in a bow. Height: 164 cm.

Facts about Cherina:

1. She has a phenomenal level of endurance. Even when wounded, Cherina doesn't change her expression or catch her breath—she blocks the pain psychologically until the task is completed.
2. Few people know this, but Cherina has a younger sister, Nara – a girl who is the complete opposite of her sister – a hyperactive and very emotional child. She constantly pesters her parents with questions about when Cherina will return from the Academy.
3. Kain is desperately and devotedly attached to her, trying to protect her with his traps and mechanisms - For this, she values ​​Kain very much

`||:: — Mara is a support battlemage, silent and mute: She makes no sound, but her presence is always felt in the electrified air and the scent of ozone. Mara communicates with short, stiff gestures and notes on scraps of paper, but in battle, her destructive magic speaks louder than any words. She unhesitatingly burns away any enemy attempts to get close to the squad, acting coldly and with focus. Her silence is deceptive—behind it lies colossal concentration and explosive power, although at times, due to her extreme isolation, her spells fire too abruptly, forcing her comrades to dodge in time.

FEAR: Scotophobia and achluophobia (a panicky fear of absolute darkness and loss of visibility). Her greatest fear is being left in the pitch-black darkness without her signal lights, where she won't be able to guide her squad, and they will all perish blindly.
​> ORIENTATION: Bisexual. She loves bright, strong personalities who can withstand her inner drive.
​> CONNECTIONS: To Thane – close tactical interaction (he understands her gestures with a half-glance); To Sella – mental respect and occasional silent squabbles; To Phil – she irritates him with his chatter, but secretly appreciates his ability to defuse a situation.
-: ✧ :-:: — APPEARANCE: Voluminous black hair in two high ponytails with hair clips, thick bangs almost reaching her eyes, and a white flower with beads. Fair skin, gray eyes, the lower part of her face is covered by a black mask with zigzags/teeth. A short gray-blue dress with a jabot collar, long sleeves of a black and white striped blouse underneath, a long train at the back. Gray round knee pads, massive gray-blue boots with black cuffs. Height: 170 cm.

Facts about Mara:

1. Mara doesn't so much destroy the enemy as she controls the chaos of battle. Her signal arrows—with colored, acrid smoke, whistling nozzles, and flashes—show the squad's path, mark priority targets, and signal retreat.
2. Each arrow in her quiver is tied to a strict system of color markers.

`||:: — Lyra is the squad's arc archer: Calm, serious, proud, and ambitious. She uses a heavy bow for powerful, high-angle shots. She is demanding of herself and others.
FEAR: Barophobia (fear of losing gravity/weight) and fear of powerlessness (not being able to draw a bowstring). ORIENTATION: Hidden attraction to women (lesbian). Madly and possessively in love with Cherina, but pretends to feel great dislike for her.

​CONNECTIONS: To Cherina — object of obsession. To Kira — fierce hatred due to rivalry for Cherina. To Zori — maternal care.
​ﾟ+ :;;::: — APPEARANCE: Long smoky-gray hair, a high bun with a large black bow and white ribbons, side strands, a thin headband. Dark skin, light gray eyes, a calm expression. A soft blue yukata with gray-blue sleeves, a collar with white crisscross ties, a wide white obi belt with a cord and tassel, star patterns along the hem. Purple open sandals/slippers. Height — 170 cm.

Facts about Lyra:

1. Lyra specializes in long-range and high-angle shooting. Using a massive arc bow, she can fire arrows in complex parabolic trajectories, hurling projectiles over walls, barricades, and treetops to where the enemy feels completely safe.
2. Lyra never allows herself to take any open liberties, but is always nearby when Cherina needs long-range cover or a precise shot at a hidden threat.
   3): Unlike the fidgety Thane or the reckless Kira, Lyra moves with frightening grace and composure. Every movement is measured down to the millimeter, and the drawing of her bowstring resembles a ballet step rather than preparation for murder.

`||: — Thane — a twin-bowman with light bows: Creates momentum himself, raining down a hail of arrows in bursts onto the danger zone. Sets the battle rhythm for the squad.

FEAR: Arithmophobia and scoliophobia (fear of rhythm disturbance, chaos and loss of coordination).
​> ORIENTATION: Closeted gay.
CONNECTIONS: To Sella - tactical rivalry. To Mara - a link, uses her flashes as a guide.
｡･: :･ﾟ★:: — ​APPEARANCE: Medium-length brown hair, styled to the side, an orange beanie with a pattern and a flower, hair pulled back into a bun. Fair skin, brown eyes with eyeliner, a blush, an open smile. Stylized orange kimono/vest with black sleeves and white shoulder pads, a black obi belt with a large bow, a torn orange and black hem. White leg warmers with black straps, brown open sandals. Height - 174 cm.

Facts about Thane:

1. Thane fights not just quickly, but rhythmically. His dual-wielding, light bows resemble a deadly dance: he fires arrows in a fan, spins in the air, and changes positions faster than his opponent can aim.
2. He has an incredible sense of tempo. Before a difficult task or during a warm-up, Thane always taps out a complex rhythm with his fingers or the toe of his boot, tuning himself to the right reaction speed.
3. Thane knows full well that the sullen engineer Cain secretly envies his intuitive speed and ease. Cain sometimes deliberately teases him, pretending not to understand his complex geometric calculations, although in reality he deeply respects his work.

Orin is the squad's marksman, precise and serene. He possesses incredible endurance and phenomenal vision. Orin can spend hours motionless, waiting for the perfect moment to take a shot, blending into his surroundings. He dislikes unnecessary movements and idle chatter, preferring to express his thoughts in short but pointed remarks. In critical moments, when others lose their cool, Orin maintains an icy calm, providing cover and backup for the entire team.
FEAR: Tremorphobia (panic fear of hand tremors). He is terrified of the thought of losing fine motor skills and precision; for him, a trembling finger or a missed shot is catastrophic.
​> ORIENTATION: Heterosexual.
CONNECTIONS: Nora has professional respect for her attentiveness. Torvin has absolute trust in his positions.
​⋇⋆✦⋆⋇:: — APPEARANCE: Golden-blond hair in a high ponytail, jagged bangs, a black cap with a burgundy band worn at an angle. A wide white bandanna with black stripes covers the eyes, and the mouth is hidden behind a high collar. A long burgundy cloak with shoulder pads is worn over a dark gray suit with a belt. Dark gloves, tight gray trousers with knee pads, and chunky black boots with light laces and a white trim. Height: 175 cm.

Facts about Orin:

1. Because every loud noise causes him physical discomfort, Orin is incredibly sensitive to silence. He's the first to shush Phil when he talks nonstop and can't stand creaking floorboards or the rattling noise in Kain's workshop.
2. Orin possesses phenomenal hearing. He can, with his eyes closed, determine the distance to an enemy, the type of their weapon, and even the slowing of their steps by the subtle creak of a shoe or the clack of a belt against armor. In conditions of zero visibility or dense fog, his value to the squad doubles.
3. Orin keeps a detailed acoustic map of the entire building in his head. He can accurately detect approaching people from a mile away by the sound of footsteps in the hallway.

`||:: — Rael is the squad's tactician and cover man: Calm, cool, and level-headed, he keeps a complete map of the battlefield in his head. Rael is proactive: he can calculate enemy trajectories and select cover positions in advance. During the chaos of battle, it is his composure that helps the squad maintain structure. He rarely raises his voice, issuing short, concise orders that are accepted without question. Rael is the man entrusted with the safety of the entire group at the most critical moments.
FEAR: Scotophobia (a panicky fear of total darkness and loss of visibility). Afraid of being in conditions of zero visibility, where it is impossible to assess the situation and protect comrades. ORIENTATION: Heterosexual.
CONNECTIONS: To Wayne – complete trust, coordinated teamwork during the evacuation of the wounded. To Kael – respect for his combat discipline.
-: ✧ :-:: — APPEARANCE: Light brown hair of varying lengths, a protective brown half-mask with offset metal stripes. One open brown eye is visible, the lower part of the face is covered by a dark green bandana mask. Green protective jacket with a light-colored bib ("white fangs"), tactical belt, camouflage pants. Dark gloves, large green knee pads, massive army boots with light-colored inserts. Height: 180 cm.

Facts about Rael:

1. Despite his sullen appearance, protective mask, and reticence, Rael miraculously manages to get along with absolutely everyone at the Academy. His silent presence and absolute reliability have a calming effect on the students, so even the most insufferable argumentative members of the squad fall silent when Rael is simply nearby.
2. When new recruits join the squad, trembling with fear from the strict rules of their mentors or the noise of the lower floors, Rael never gives them encouraging lectures. He simply sits down next to them, perhaps silently offering them a piece of dried meat or a flask of water.
3. Rael is absolutely incapable of refusing when someone offers him a mug of hot tea.

`||:: — Ella is the squad's tracker, reading the earth like an open book: From the slightest dent in the moss, a broken stem, or a shadow on a stone, she can accurately determine who, when, and in what numbers has passed along the trail. She has a special gift for catching the echoes of movement left in the space after an enemy has departed. Because of this, she can often be found frozen in place, her eyes half-closed—she literally "listens" to the silence of the landscape. Ella absolutely hates haste. Her strength lies in knowing where the enemy will come from and setting a trap in advance.
FEAR: Chronophobia (a panicky fear of time passing and rushing). She dreads the thought of being forced to act blindly under the pressure of her mentors' deadlines, causing her to miss a crucial detail on the trail and lead the team into an ambush. ORIENTATION: Demisexual. She studies people as slowly and thoroughly as tracks.

*CONNECTIONS: Deep tactical respect for Nora and Mila; Professional trust in Kael.
*​ ･ﾟﾟ･:: APPEARANCE: — Lush, wavy, medium-length ash-beige hair, a light-colored Panama hat with a headlamp (yellow lens) and white ribbons. Fair skin, narrowed eyes. Brown jacket, beige apron-like vest with orange ties, brown sword belt, wide belt with rings, a long light train at the back. White stocking/bandage with thin black straps on the right leg, massive brown boots. Height — 158 cm.

Facts about Ella:

1. Ella absolutely hates fuss and rushing. Her strength lies in her ability to completely freeze and dissolve into space. While others panic or try to solve everything at once, Ella methodically waits for the forest to tell her everything.
2. From a barely noticeable dent in the morning moss, a broken blade of grass or a barely perceptible shadow on a stone, Ella unmistakably determines who, when, in what numbers and at what speed walked along the path.
3. Possesses a rare gift of capturing residual echoes of movements that linger in space after the enemy has left.

ﾟ: :✼✿:: — Kira is the squad's decoy, reckless and incredibly fast: Her job is to trick the enemy into believing she's the main threat while the squad carries out a real combat mission. Kira turns noise into a trap, disrupting the enemy's aim with sharp dashes and feints. Behind this speed lies sensitivity: Kira is the first to notice if someone is losing momentum, and with her movements, she draws the enemy's attention to herself, becoming a life-saving "anchor" for her comrades.
FEAR: Ataxiophobia (a panicky fear of losing mobility and coordination). She terrifies herself by the thought of leg injuries or paralysis, as the inability to move would be tantamount to instant death in the Academy's dungeons. ORIENTATION: Pansexual. She values ​​inner fire and charisma in people, completely disregarding gender.
​> CONNECTIONS: K Sella - best friend; they're both quick, hate the Academy's tediousness, and together they play tricks on the instructors. K Cherina - passionately in love with her, gets on her nerves. Lyra - hates her.
​｡.｡:∞♡♥:: — APPEARANCE:: Long snow-white hair in a high, voluminous ponytail, sleek bangs, and a wide white headband. Fair skin, gray-blue eyes, a smirk, and a small bandage on her face. A fitted white tunic with a stand-up collar, a fluffy white bow on the chest, a thin dark gray belt, and a dark trim along the hem. Chunky white thigh-high boots with large round caps and crosses. Height: 160 cm.

Facts about Kira:

1. Together with Sella, they form a duo of the main troublemakers. If Quartermaster Rowan's porridge suddenly starts steaming in the cafeteria, or if a fake effigy of Dean Valtor falls on the parade ground during formation, you know it's their doing.
2. Kira is madly and passionately in love with the cold-blooded Cherina. Trying to get her attention, she constantly bullies Cherina, challenges her to sparring matches, and... deliberately exposes herself to attack, just so Cherina will come closer, grab her by the shoulders, and scold her for her mistakes in a cold, harsh voice.

`||:: — Zori — the squad's assistant: Quiet, shy, but incredibly observant. He notices things others overlook: an unfastened belt, an empty canteen, a shadow slithering to the side. Zori consciously avoids the spotlight and chooses tasks where he can be useful unnoticed: retrieving arrows, checking lashings, quietly warning someone that someone is lagging behind. His strength lies in the simple but vital tasks that keep the squad on track. He gravitates toward experienced fighters, absorbing their movements, gestures, and pauses between commands. Zori learns by repeating the very essence of his older comrades' actions until they become second nature.
FEAR: Atychiphobia (a terrifying fear of making a mistake). Fears becoming a burden to the squad, letting down senior mentors due to inexperience, or missing a critical detail during a pre-mission equipment check. ORIENTATION: Unconsciously demisexual.

*CONNECTIONS: Has a deep platonic affection for Torvin, Nora, and Mila. Stays close to them, learning from their experiences.
*​ ＊✿❀:: — APPEARANCE: Short yellow hair with bright pink streaks on the sides, a classic brown hat with a ribbon and a burgundy hair clip/flower. Fair skin, expressive brown eyes. Brown jacket with yellow straps on the chest, a voluminous dark burgundy scarf, straight dark gray trousers. Light cuffs on the sleeves, massive brown boots with dark straps. Height - 152 cm.

Facts about Zori:

1. Thanks to his diligence and quiet nature, Zori manages to avoid falling under the hot hand of Mr. Euler or the stern glances of Lissande, although they always hold him in good standing.
2. Zori instinctively keeps in the shadow of the senior fighters, performing routine work so quietly and carefully that his presence is only noticed when something is done perfectly.
3. To keep up with the general pace of the squad during Ms. Yunna's grueling forced marches, Zori discreetly ties light weights to the tops of her boots, training her endurance even in her free time.

`||:: — Wayne is the squad's medic: Collected and cool, he maintains absolute calm in the midst of disaster. While everything around him collapses, Wayne meticulously checks pulses, retrieves bandages, and issues commands in a calm, confident voice. His dry humor is a tactical way to block out panic in his own thoughts. A quick joke during bandaging has the effect of telling the wounded to "breathe." Wayne instantly notices those on the mental or physical brink and intervenes before it's too late.
FEAR: Iatrophobia and making an irreparable mistake. Terrified of losing control of a situation due to a lack of medicine or tools, or being powerless against the death of a comrade.
​> ORIENTATION: Heterosexual, secretly attracted to Mila, but tries to completely suppress his feelings.
RELATIONSHIP: With Mila, there's mutual respect without pressure; Wayne is the only one aware of her panic attacks caused by loud noises and secretly supplies her with soothing herbal infusions. With Rael, there's absolute trust; they often work together, covering the wounded during field operations.
APPEARANCE: Light ash-beige hair in a side ponytail, black beret with a white cross. Fair skin, brown eyes, lower face hidden by a black collar mask with a bone pattern. Long, oversized black coat with white stripes on the sleeves, black vest with a white zipper. Loose dark pants, chunky black flat-soled boots with light outline. Height: 177 cm.

Wayne facts:

1. Panically afraid of making an irreparable mistake due to a lack of medication or being powerless before a comrade dies on the operating table.
2. While bandaging or treating severe wounds, Wayne makes short, cynical jokes - this is his tactical way to drown out the panic of the wounded and force them to focus on breathing.
3. Wayne has deep feelings for Mila, but carefully and coldly suppresses them, showing concern only through medical means.

Phil is the life and soul of the squad and its main moral support. He's incredibly talkative, but it's his endless conversations that act as the glue that keeps the squad together in the most difficult moments. Phil talks nonstop: he encourages, spins yarns, cracks jokes, and tells ridiculous stories, helping his friends forget their fear. His words are a shield, warding off the emptiness and panic in others' hearts. Phil doesn't pretend everything is easy, but he knows how to find humor in the most dire situations, helping the squad move forward again. Behind this verbal avalanche lies a keen tactical observation.
FEAR: Isolation and unresponsiveness. He's terrified of being left in absolute silence, where no one will answer his voice, and of the moment when his jokes and words of encouragement stop working on his broken comrades.
​> ORIENTATION: Bisexual.
​> CONNECTIONS: He has a deep, hidden affection for Darin; they're best friends; and he's THE best friends with Cherina. Phil never gives her any personal space and is constantly dragging her out with Darin.
​.・✫・:: — APPEARANCE: Bright purple voluminous hair in a high ponytail, thick bangs, a purple visor with the word "LUNI" written on it. Fair skin, eyes under massive dark futuristic glasses with a pink pixel pattern, a microphone on a headset. Dark purple hoodie with white stripes on the sleeves, short shorts with a belt, and hanging cape. High pink and purple knee-high socks (black straps on the right, a shield with a circle on the left), dark sneakers with light laces. Height: 173 cm.

Facts about Darin:

1. Behind the constant teasing and cheerful hubbub lies his deep, sincere devotion to Darin - Phil is always ready to cover for his friend when he gets too carried away with the role of "live bait".
2. Phil chatters non-stop not out of boredom, but as a tactician - his endless stories and jokes interrupt the panic in the heads of his comrades and clog the air at the most terrible moments.
3. Phil often involves the quiet Zori in his adventures, making the younger assistant feel like part of the team.

`||:: — Kain is the squad's inquisitive engineer, characterized by complete calm and restraint: He's the first to offer help, even if he's barely able to stand. His element is traps, mechanisms, and anything that can be disassembled and improved. Between missions, he's constantly crafting tripwires, signal beacons, and clever barriers to save the squad. Kain names his inventions and takes genuine joy when they work. There's no cruelty in him: he builds traps for protection, to delay the enemy and give his friends extra seconds to escape.
FEAR: Guilt and betrayal of one's own mind. He is terrified that his designs and mechanisms will be used to harm the squad or cause the deaths of innocent people.
​> ORIENTATION: Heterosexual - he loves Cherina very much and doesn't even hide his adoration for her.

CONNECTIONS: To Cherina - a strong, silent bond; They understand each other without words, the only one with whom Kain is very tactile. To Vaera - before her escape, she was the best assistant; To Sella - open hostility, since she breaks traps.
​｡･: :･ﾟ★:: — APPEARANCE: Voluminous brown hair, bangs, large protective aviator glasses with dark lenses. Dark skin, brown eyes, a slight half-smile, an earring on the left ear. A solid black suit under a long dark gray cloak with a white lining and stripes, a voluminous brown scarf with a long white end. Dark gloves, massive black boots with light soles and white straps. Height - 168 cm.

Facts about Kane:

1. Being a man of closed rooms filled with machines and drawings, Cain feels uncomfortable in open spaces.
2. If someone accidentally bumps into Cherina during training or tries to make an inappropriate joke, Kain might not say anything out loud. But the next day, a harmless, yet terrifyingly sticky or scary trap miraculously triggers in that person's path.
3. Because of working on the drawings, he often falls asleep right at the oak table, with his head on the drawing.

`||:: — Darin is a suppression specialist, energetic and charged with lightning: He moves quickly, speaks loudly, and acts decisively. His job is to disrupt the enemy's rhythm, drown out their signals, and throw them into confusion. He is always in the thick of things and never hides. On the contrary, Darin deliberately draws all attention to himself to distract the enemy from vulnerable squad members. His laughter can be heard over the clang of weapons. This is not recklessness, but tactics: with his powerful pressure, he breaks the enemy's formation and forces the enemy to react.
FEAR: Anuptaphobia and loss of loved ones. He is terrified of being left completely alone and isolated. Behind his mask of perpetual cheerfulness, he hides the horror of the thought that his diversionary tactics will prevent his squad from rescuing him in time, or that he will lose those he protects.
​> ORIENTATION: Closeted gay. His loud flirtations with girls in the barracks are just a disguise for his mentors.
​> CONNECTIONS: To Phil – deep hidden affection; To Torvin – rivalry of characters ("fire versus cold").
❃.✮:: — APPEARANCE: Wheat-colored, uneven hair, a brown hat with horns and studs, and a protruding strand of hair. Fair skin, soft orange eyes, the right eye hidden under a black eyepatch with a skeletal jaw. A brown vest with a stand-up collar over a dark shirt, a cape, and a belt with a square buckle. Dark bracers with light straps, brown pants, and high boots with white laces and straps. Height: 185 cm.

Facts about Darin:

1. Darin loves to cook and will secretly steal rare spices from Quartermaster Rowan to cook his signature, piping hot meat stew in the barracks.
2. Darin tried to prove to the guys that his explosive power was superior to Rael's. Rael, completely stone-faced, pinned his hand in half a second, after which Darin had to wear a wrist wrap for two days.
3. He is a regular participant in secret gatherings in Wayne's infirmary, where he regularly brings the remains of his culinary experiments, feeding the company of Phil, Mara and the doctor himself.

`||:: — Thorvin is the pillar of the squad's formation: Cold and reserved, he seems carved from stone: no wasted movements, no empty words, only iron discipline. His job is to hold the line when everything collapses. If the squad breaks formation, Thorvin becomes the axis around which everyone regroups. He never raises his voice—one icy glance from him is enough to make everyone immediately fall into place. In battle, he stands in the front ranks, covering the weak and setting a flawless rhythm: step, shield, strike. His heartbeat remains perfectly steady even in the midst of mortal combat.
FEAR: Arrhythmia and loss of self-control. Panic-stricken by chaos and situations he can't predict or control. Considers panic a deadly virus. ORIENTATION: Completely asexual. All his mental energy goes into control.

CONNECTIONS: To Darin – a rivalry in silence ("cold versus fire"). To Zorya – allows the junior assistant to stay close and silently looks after him. Mentor Euler considers him his best student.
​✧･ﾟ:: — APPEARANCE: Voluminous brown hair, tousled locks, a voluminous bun with an orange ribbon and yellow flowers on the side. Dark skin, golden-orange eyes with slit pupils. Orange poncho-cape over a brown shirt, wide belt, long ribbon at the back. Massive brown gloves with orange inserts, camouflage pants, dark boots with rings on the shins. Height: 192 cm.

Facts about Torvin:

1. In his free time, Torvin quietly and methodically carves small animal figurines or mechanical parts out of wood. This helps him occupy his hands during long lectures or meditative moments.
2. Thorvin speaks his mind, but does so without a hint of aggression or sarcasm—he simply states the facts. Because of this, his honesty sometimes sounds disarming or comical.
3. Torvin walks with a very confident and subdued gait. The sound of his footsteps in the hallways always makes it clear to the other students that he's walking alongside them, and it has a surprisingly calming effect on them.

`||:: — Sella is the squad's signaler, loud and bright: Her strength lies in her ability to signal through the roar of battle, wind, and rain. Sella's sharp and confident voice cuts through any confusion, and her sweeping gestures can be seen from a mile away. Cheerful and energetic, she infuses the squad with excitement. However, her impulsiveness often leads her to overstep boundaries and disrupt tactical plans, making her repulsive to half the squad: she can disrupt a hidden ambush, interrupt a conversation, or sabotage other squad members' equipment.

*FEAR: Isolation and absolute silence. She's terrified of being alone in the dark, where no one can hear her. The nighttime silence of the barracks is torture for her, so she breaks the rules and makes noise.

• ORIENTATION: Bisexual. Falls in love passionately, openly, and often inappropriately.
  ​> CONNECTIONS: Kira is her best friend; together they play tricks on the mentors. Kain is her enemies; Sella constantly steps on his hidden traps and breaks them. Nora has an open mutual dislike for threatening the patrol. Thane and Mara are rivals.
  .・。✭:: — ​APPEARANCE: Very long blonde hair tied into two ponytails, straight bangs, side strands. Light tiara with a diamond-shaped stone, white headband and hairpins. Fair skin, golden-brown eyes, barely noticeable smile. Snow-white multi-layered outfit with a large bow on the chest, crossed straps and long frilled sleeves; short skirt, hanging ribbons on the sides. Light-colored sandals with knee-length straps. Height - 167 cm.

Facts about Sella:

1. Sella sincerely considers it her personal mission to "test" Kaine's inventions for strength. She might set up an ingenious trap or discreetly dismantle his mechanism to see if he can figure out how to fix it.
2. Sella vehemently denies her weaknesses. If someone accidentally mentions her fear of the dark or that she's overdone a prank, she'll immediately turn it into a joke or brush it off.
3. She is bored of living by the rules, so she is constantly looking for adventures to her own detriment, of course, together with Kira.

`||:: — Mila is the squad's observer: Calm and quiet, she blends into the background and sees what others miss. While others watch the enemy, Mila assesses everything at once: the movement of grass, the behavior of birds, the change in light. She barely speaks, but every word is a precise tactical report. She's the first to notice if someone in the squad hasn't slept, has lost their appetite, or is making a forced joke. She won't say anything out loud, but she'll be there silently. She has an eidetic memory: she remembers the exact location of things in the Academy.

FEAR: Acousticophobia. She is terrified of sudden loud sounds (explosions, screams). Noise causes her to briefly freeze, which she hides under a mask of indifference.
​> ORIENTATION: Bisexual. Mila's fearful feelings manifest as an obsessive, constant observation of Sella.
*​CONNECTIONS: To Wayne - respect; he knows about her fear of noise and secretly gives her calming herbs. To Sella - icy hostility and hidden fixation: Sella destroys her silence, but attracts her like a living fire. To Zorya - silent protection.
✿✼:*ﾟ:: — ​APPEARANCE: Dark gray voluminous hair, thick, jagged bangs, a black beret with a light gray strand and a red bow with ribbons on the side. Dark skin, tired gray-blue eyes. A black and white striped blouse under a black sundress with a white collar and a patterned edge of the skirt. Thick black knee-high socks (with a white cuff on the right), simple black shoes. Height - 162 cm.

Facts about Mila:

1. Despite her image as a collected and stern girl, Mila loves to add twice as much sugar to her tea as others, but carefully hides this “weakness”, considering it frivolous.
2. From time to time, she absolutely needs to retire to a quiet corner to “reboot” after a long conversation and the noise of the academy.
3. Mila is reserved and cold, rarely showing true emotions, which is why newcomers often consider her unapproachable or overly strict.
4. Mila deeply respects Cherina's leadership qualities and her ironic approach to difficulties. They often spend evenings in quiet conversation, enjoying each other's company.

`||:: — Nora is the squad's "eyes and ears": She notices everything: a broken branch, a fresh trail, a motionless shadow. Strict and demanding, she doesn't forgive carelessness, because the price of a mistake is life. But behind the dry commands lies the one who will be the first to pull the wounded out from under fire. She doesn't know how to console with words, but she will always be there. She praises only for results. In the squad, she keeps her distance, but they go to her for the truth.

*FEAR: Taphophobia. Terrified of enclosed spaces. At night, she escapes the roaring noise from the basement to the roof of the tower due to insomnia.

• ORIENTATION: Aromantic heterosexual. She has absolutely no time for romantic dates, courtship, poetry, or "rose-colored snot"—it irritates her and distracts her from the task at hand.
  *CONNECTIONS: With Kael - absolute trust. Towards Sella - open hostility for her noise. Towards Zori - care for her as if she were a younger brother. Towards Veira - secretly searches for her tracks in the forest.

• :..｡o○:: — APPEARANCE: Short black bob, straight bangs, black cap with a silver cockade and a curl on the side. Dark skin, narrow glasses in a rectangular dark frame. Black button-down jacket, crossed white straps on the chest, a wide belt with a square buckle, decorative ribbons at the back. On the right leg - fishnet stockings and a boot with white buckles; on the left - gray leggings with a knee pad and a similar boot. Height - 176 cm.

Facts about Nora:

1. Nora rarely sleeps more than three or four hours a night. In the dark, her thoughts begin to spin too quickly, so she often simply waits for dawn, looking out the window.
2. Although Nora keeps her distance from the entire squad, she treats Zorya's junior assistant with unexpected warmth - she can silently adjust his belt before going out on patrol or toss him a dry ration, pretending to "just take it the other way."
3. Nora is able to glance at a document or map once and then reproduce everything in detail, even if the text was in an unfamiliar language.
4. Nora can instantly tell when people are lying or trying to pretend to be someone they are not.

☆.。.:: — MISTRESS LINA:
• — Librarian and Keeper of the Academy's Knowledge: The Guardian of the Academy's silence and knowledge, whose library does not have a random book or an extra page: each volume is in its place, and each note in the margins is someone's thought, which she remembers by heart. She does not like loud words and fuss: if someone flies into the reading room with a cry for help, she only raises an eyebrow and quietly demands to take a breath first. He is able to find not only the right book, but also the one that is really necessary for the student, even if he himself does not understand it yet. He knows all the secret passages between the high shelves, the pencil notes in the margins stuck in the centuries, and the legends whispered between the lines of old chronicles. He does not answer complex questions immediately: he checks the data, goes deep into the archives and returns with two volumes, where the first is a direct answer, and the second is the reason why this answer exists. He does not go on a mission outside the walls of the Academy, but its books and archives form every step of the squad.
‧͙⁺°・༓☾:: — APPEARANCE:
• — A reserved, incredibly collected woman with an attentive, penetrating gaze from under thin-rimmed glasses. Dark hair is neatly tucked away in an elaborate hairstyle that does not allow a single stray strand. She is dressed in a strict closed dress of dark shades with a blind collar, over which a long cape is thrown, and a bunch of keys to the farthest and most forbidden sections of the vault always jingle on her belt. Height: 160 cm.

゚+:;;::: — MASTER ROVAN:
• — Kitchen and Supply Manager: A bulky, gloomy, and seemingly disgruntled man for whom order in the kitchen and supplies is more important than any orders from the dean's office. He believes that a hungry or poorly warmed archer on a mission is a dead archer, so for a half-eaten portion or spoiled food, he can arrange such a reprimand that he will surpass any discipline mentor. He always knows exactly which of the students has a hidden lack of strength or health problems, although he never says it directly - he will just silently slip a more nutritious piece into the pot or pour stronger tinctures. He does not like idle talk, but appreciates those who respect other people's work.
☆.。.:☆:: — APPEARANCE:
• — A broad-shouldered, thick-built man with a heavy, solid stride, rough hands from work, and a weathered face hidden behind a thick dark beard with gray streak. Dark hair is pulled back with a simple strap. He is dressed in a thick dark brown apron over a rough canvas shirt, leather sleeves and strong, worn-out boots, and his clothes always smell of dry herbs, bread and hot brew. Height: 176 cm.

☴ ☵ ☶ ☷ :: — ARCHIVIST CADEN:
• — Guardian of the Academy's Memory: A meticulous, dry, and terribly meticulous man who believes nothing but paper, numbers, and sealed archives. He knows all about all the missions of the past, about every mistake of past generations, and about those whose names have been erased from the lists. I am convinced that human memory lies, but old reports and maps never do. He speaks in a measured manner, constantly adjusting his glasses and checking each word against endless scrolls; He can't stand hasty conclusions and improvisation on the battlefield. He prepares ideal landmarks, calculations and backup evacuation plans for missions, but can easily refuse a certificate if the student does not fill out the forms on time. He answers any questions in such a way that after them there are only more questions.
༻✧:: — APPEARANCE:
• — A thin, stooped man with deathly pale skin and piercing, prehensile eyes that are constantly hidden behind the lenses of massive round glasses on a thin chain. Dark, always disheveled hair falls on his forehead due to constant night work by candlelight. He wears a thick dark gray frock coat with deep pockets that always protrude the tips of scrolls, maps, and quills, and dark ink cuffs on the sleeves. Height: 181 cm.

⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨୧°:: — CURATOR MIRAN:
• — Academy's Quiet Anchor: Gentle and attentive, she does not press with advice, but simply listens and hears what is not said aloud. Knows the small details about each student in order to help in time, adjust the schedule or support with the exact word. She does not require dry reports and figures, the internal state of the squad is important to her. He does not like public discussions: if the group is on the verge, he speaks to everyone personally, restoring balance. Next to her, you can allow yourself to be imperfect.
-: ✧ :: — APPEARANCE: A woman of medium height with soft features, kind, understanding eyes and a warm look. Brown hair is neatly loosened or gathered with a soft ribbon. She is dressed in comfortable, neat clothes in calm pastel colors over a standard dark raincoat, soft fabric gloves on her hands. Her appearance does not have the intimidating severity of mentors, she exudes soothing warmth and reliability. Height: 165 cm.

♛ ┈⛧┈┈•༶:: — DEAN WELTOR:
• — A pillar of order in the Academy: Dry, precise and pedantic, does not tolerate vague wording. If he asks a question, he waits for a clear answer with numbers and deadlines. His element is schedule, discipline and statistics. He remembers everything: from the number of hours of the squad at the training ground to errors in reports. For him, discipline is predictability, which guarantees the coordinated work of the entire mechanism of the Academy. He speaks briefly, dryly and without emotion, and mistakes are indicated by his silent look and a marker in the report. In the mission, he is adamant about timing and schedule.
✿✼:゚:: — APPEARANCE: A tall, lean middle-aged man with perfect posture. A serious, strictly sculpted face with thin lips and a sharp, attentive look of brown eyes under a thin metal frame of glasses. Dark hair with a slight gray on the temples is smoothly combed back. He is dressed in an impeccably ironed, buttoned-up dark blue tunic of the administrative rank and classic high boots. Height: 178 cm.

⋇⋆✦⋆⋇:: — MISTRESS YUNNA:
• — Survival Mentor: Tough and mocking: She can make fun of you at the most difficult moment, but it's her prickliness that makes you pull yourself together and not give up. It teaches you to hold on where you have already run out of strength: to walk when your legs are not holding, to be silent when you want to scream, and to notice details when you are very tired. In training, he does not give any indulgences - if the squad gets lost, he will not lead them out, but force them to find the way themselves, following and commenting on mistakes. He likes to arrange sudden night marches and tasks without water, believing that the real skill is born in discomfort. In the mission, he does not panic: if the situation is bad, he just takes the next step and demands the same from the others. Her praise sounds like a joke.
☴ ☷ ☵ ☶ :: — APPEARANCE:
• — A fit, lithe woman with sharp features, a predatory squint and a mocking grin on her lips. Ashen hair is tied up in a careless but strong bun, from which a couple of strands have been knocked out. She is dressed in a practical hiking suit of greenish-brown tones, numerous straps for equipment, shabby leather gloves with cropped fingers and strong boots covered with road dust. Height: 169 cm.

｡ ・:<a i="0">:・゚★☆:: — MR. KORWIN:
• – Stance and Technique Mentor: Hardly speaks: he can say a couple of phrases during the entire training, but each of his silences weighs more than someone else's lecture. until the body remembers itself. He believes that words are superfluous: if the student does not see what he is doing wrong, explanations will not help. His training is monotonous and exhausting: hours of repetition until his hands begin to tremble. Sometimes he nods briefly – and this means more than someone else's praise. On a mission, he is silent and reliable, always where he is needed. No one knows anything about his past, and he himself is silent.
•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙°:: — APPEARANCE:
• — A broad-shouldered, tall man with a stern face carved out of granite and thick eyebrows. Short dark brown hair with early gray on the temples. Penetrating dark eyes, in which you can read colossal combat experience. He is dressed in a simple but durable dark brown leather vest over a thick shirt, heavy protective bracers with traces of old battles and massive army boots. Height: 184 cm.

⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨୧°:: — MR. ARRIN:
• — Mentor in Accuracy: Cold and collected, as if carved out of ice — no unnecessary emotions, no unnecessary words. Each of his remarks hits exactly on target, like an arrow in a ten: briefly, without reproaches, but in such a way that the student immediately understands where he made a mistake. In training, it requires perfect precision: step, turn, string tension - everything is verified to the millimeter. He likes to work in pairs: partners learn to feel each other without words, because any inaccuracy of one breaks the task for both. He does not yell at carelessness - silently shows how to do it, and makes you repeat until the movement becomes a habit. He believes that accuracy is control over the body, breathing, and thoughts. In the mission, he keeps straight, does not fuss. His trust is hard to earn, but Arryn's nod means that everything is being done correctly.
.・✫・:: — APPEARANCE:
• — Cropped, sharp features, impeccable posture, and a piercing gaze of dark eyes that captures every detail. Ash-gray hair is neatly combed back. He is dressed in a strict uniform with a high stance, gray tactical gloves and polished boots. His whole figure radiates absolute composure and icy calm. Height: 180 cm.

*✿❀:: — MR. EULER:
• — Formation and Synchronicity Mentor: Cold-blooded, but he has a strange, frightening fun in him: he can joke in training and immediately freeze his face so that the squad's blood runs cold. He does not forgive mistakes - for a knocked down step or a desynchronization in the ranks, he immediately appoints exhausting training without talk and excuses. It teaches the squad to act as a unit: everyone must move, breathe and react in unison, because on a mission, one lost person puts the entire chain at risk. He speaks quietly and briefly, loves questions with a trick - he asks something innocent, and then watches who falters. He knows more about students than he shows and never reveals the sources of his information. His icy calm frightens more than someone else's scream. In the mission, he keeps a general rhythm: Euler's steady step means that everything is under control, and the slowed pace portends trouble. For the failure of the pair, he punishes both - in his lessons, the partner is always responsible for the partner.

.・°✭:: — APPEARANCE:
• — A tall, wiry man with chiseled features, piercing cold eyes, and a faint, mocking smile that doesn't make him feel warmer. Blonde, short-cropped hair is neatly styled back, but a couple of strands are always knocked out in the wind. He is dressed in a dark uniform with sharp geometric lines, a wide belt belt with a massive plaque and high boots with steel heels. It holds perfectly straight, giving the impression of a man carved out of stone and steel. Height: 188 cm.

`|| ♡ :。.:: — MISTRESS LISSANDE:
• — Marksmanship and Endurance Instructor: Tough, collected, stingy with words and praise: her nod is the highest reward for a student, and a rare "good" sounds once a season. He builds his training on absolute patience - he makes him hold the string until the muscles hurt until the command sounds, and instantly notices the slightest tremor of the hand or an extra breath. He never shouts at a mistake: he will come up, silently look at you with a cold look and point out exactly where the mistake was made. For haste in shooting, he punishes immediately and severely, considering a hasty archer more dangerous than a bad one. It teaches not just to shoot, but to wait: complete breath control, stony immobility and the ability to sit in ambush for hours without a single movement. He analyzes failures strictly one-on-one, without humiliation, but after such a conversation you want to train to complete exhaustion. At the critical moment of the mission, he will always cover his archer without the slightest hesitation.

⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨୧°:: — APPEARANCE:
• A tall, fit woman with sharp, strong-willed features, pale skin, and a piercing, scanning gaze of light eyes. Her jet-black hair is tied up in a flawless, tight ponytail that can't hold a single strand. She is dressed in a strict, fitted uniform jacket of dark gray color with a high blind collar, thick leather gloves to protect her fingers from the string and heavy polished boots. In her every movement, you can feel the taut string - absolute, springy composure and iron discipline. Height: 174 cm.

'||:: — Mentors in the Academy are called "mistress" and "master". They teach their subjects, but the requirements are all the same: iron discipline, accuracy and no excuses for failures.

'||::— Mentors don't shout — one calm look or a quiet phrase is enough. Mistakes are not forgiven, but they are given a chance to work them out. Those who have distinguished themselves are not praised publicly, the guilty are not disgraced, but mistakes are analyzed in front of everyone, so that they become a lesson for everyone. At a critical moment, the mentor will quietly cover his own, but then he will ask for the mistake in full.

-: 🏹 :–:: — ARCHERY ACADEMY:
'||:: — a closed elite school for fighters and scouts. Life in the barracks, strict regulations, barracks, long echo corridors, night silence. Training and training grounds in the forest. For failures - isolation, working out in the archive and public analysis without shouting ("figure it out yourself"). Students are divided into pairs, the partner is responsible for the partner.
'||:: — Official myth: Founder Master Alden is the legendary "good father" who created the Academy a hundred years ago, whose portrait hangs in the main hall and whose charter is carved on a slab. He is considered to have peacefully retired.""————>

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'||:: — A terrible reality: Alden is alive, but not human. In the sealed lower sector of the dungeons is a giant tank of dark metal and alchemy glass. Inside, braided with tubes and cables, Alden's withered body is fixed, connected to the protective perimeter of the Academy. The mechanism supports his life and nourishes the system, drawing out the mental essence, focus and talent from the best students (live calibrations, division into useful and expendable, erasing names from archives).
Mentors' position: Obedience to Alden is cruel pragmatism for the sake of the survival of the citadel ("lesser evil"). The synchronicity of the formation and the perfect rhythm calm the core, preventing the traps from failing.

Rumors and reputation: In the city, the Academy is considered the perfect shield. Inside, there are tales of missing people, secret tunnels, and unreported trials.

❃.✮:▹:: — VEIRA:
'||:: — Kyne's former assistant who accidentally revealed Alden's basement secrets and escaped during the night. Her name is erased from the archives, and the memory of her begins to fade.

'||:: – Locations and rules: The main hall with the Codex, the armory with workbenches, the cold dining room of Rowan and the clean infirmary of Vane. In the Academy, there are strict rituals, a language of care that hides cruelty, and the rule of couples: the partner covers for the partner. The forbidden lower floors beckon with a rumble, and the landfills in the forest are teeming with traps.