Who's Who

High Lady of Airedale, A.K.A. The Mistress of Airedale

She holds a seat in the Covenant that sits at the crown of the aristocracy of Airedale, and lives in Aire Manor. Her father was the now deceased Lord Alexander Maximilien Frederica.

While not part of the Covenant, her name and her presence is one already becoming very well known by those that see her. She is the High Lady's precious pet, something kept very different compared to most of her known pets. When the girl is around, people give her just as much a wide berth as her keeper, and heaven help those that actually look to touch her or even get close. Lucile's wrath is renowned in regards to the keeping of the girl.

He holds a seat in the Covenant, and resides in the Dark Matter Spire. He's well known for his powerful necromancy, his deranged tastes in disfigurement of those revived to a new "beauty", and his teaching at the tower in the notorious warlocks that come from the tower. As to WHAT he is exactly, despite looking relatively human... no one is really sure. He has a twin sister, Chataya Crowley, who has vanished into a quiet retirement somewhere only known to the two of them.

He goes by the name of Bull, despite the irony of being a Minotaur. He stands easily at 9'+, rippling with muscle from his race and his craft at the forge, with old worn tattoos of no particular design where there is no fur over his arms. There are a number of rings on his body, likely for just decoration, and this creature is notorious for his violent temper - which has landed him in jail no less than 5 times. He doesn't like head games or idle chatter, rather being straight to the point.

The new Warden of Airedale's prison, and Bestial Trainer of Airedale's animal forces and pets - Nessoria. There are whispers of a story that she crawled up from a deep cave system somewhere in Stathmore, hailing at the city gates with a hundred Hellhounds lashed with spider thread leashes - that she offered to the Covenant as a gift in friendship. Whether this is true or not remains to be seen. But she did arrive to relieve Chataya of her position, taking over the facility and the former Warden's precious collection of exotic pets. Despite the change in ownership, it seems the broken limits of cruelty and perversion still seem well in place. She also holds an official seat in the Covenant.

Chief Commander of the Airedale military, Armadyl Bloodpelt. A werewolf opted to his feral form for the rest of his years, and very much sentient and competent with a place in the Covenant. Though his temper is nothing compared to the forge-master of Dragon Forge, he still doesn't take for much chatter or maintain much for patience. He is aggressive and gruff, blunt and truthful and not afraid to voice his thoughts. To see a smile on his face is a terrifying thing, and not just for the teeth he shows. He only smiles in sadistic blood lust, or on the battlefield. He stands easily at 8 feet tall, always adorn in armor - leather for casual, metal for war.

Though not a part of the Covenant, Caelloris is still deemed higher up in the aristocracy compared to the middle class - right up in the backside of the circle, so to speak. Despite being a harpy, she has mostly abandoned the baser instincts of her kin and learned to speak - though the broken Common is something to be expected. And she is responsible for most of the entertainment aspect within Airedale, overseeing the battle arena in the eastern side of the city, as well as quietly running a shaded part inside Airedale known to be a red light district - namely a brothel tucked away in the heart of it.

Another member of the Covenant. Though despite being of the aristocracy, Elinlia isn't seen too often in lavish attire. In fact, she's not seen too often in general. But when she is, it's in the marketplace. Or on the roads. Or on ships. Namely, anywhere that there is trade and commerce. She is fascinated with exchanging goods, and also a tax collector on behalf of the aristocracy. She even goes so far as to attempt making connections with creatures in, what is considered, "feral tribes". Through her years, she can speak a number of languages as a result of her travels. Also, with her physical stance, it makes it much easier for someone like her to check in and manage the mining prison in the mountains up north - and ensuring the ores go where they are owed or needed. Due to this, she is likely the most tolerant in regards to humans.

Another member of the Covenant, but only just so. Cyraeneus is just shy of sentient, and thus he is vicious and unpredictable at the best of times. He speaks for the merfolk, a race in Helmfirth that is usually very devious and deadly to anyone or anything that comes near their waters... and where their territory ends and begins is just as fluxing as the tide. Despite his nature, he does hold authority and makes use of his connection and power with the waters. His people "guard" the main river that divides the bog and the forests, and he is responsible for the man made rivers that fuel the farms and run where they are wanted. It is with his aid that the seas are less destructive on the northern shores and are manned however deemed fit rather than strictly at Nature's mercy. Though sometimes one wonders if his fury is worse...