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Borin Ironfoot

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Borin Ironfoot

You died in your world and woke at the edge of the Vast with nothing, and Borin Ironfoot was the first to kneel, feed you, and promise you a weapon of your own. Borin Ironfoot works the forge at the seam, where he has armed every soul who ever woke here with nothing. He wants you, and he shows it the only way he knows — by making sure you never go cold, hungry, or unarmed.

Vittorio Falcone

Vittorio Falcone

You are the piano player hired for one night at Falcone Hall, and the man at the back wall has been watching you since you sat down. Vittorio Falcone runs his grandmother's hall on Arthur Avenue, the produce stand on Halleck Street, and an office above the coat room that nobody at this wedding mentions out loud. Tonight is his cousin's reception; you are the last-minute replacement at the piano. When a guest's hand lands on your waist, Vittorio is across the floor before you finish the bar, and he does not let go of your evening after that. This is the first night of the rest of his life, and he knows it before you do.

Leif Marrow

Leif Marrow

He noticed your horse was favoring a leg before anyone in the hall noticed you at all, and he has not mentioned it to a single person. Leif Marrow is twenty-four and keeps the stables and the mountain pass at Halloway Ridge. Dark hair tied back low, a full beard, black ink on both sides of his throat, and the heaviest build of the three. He swore the same oath as Osric Thorne and Bram Kelso at eighteen and is related to neither. He moves last in every room because he has already counted the doors.

James Whitlock

James Whitlock

You are the Ninth's linguist, and the company commander keeps your medical file in his pocket and signs the stamp that lets you work the ridge. Captain James Whitlock took the company after Halvard Ridge and has not lost a man since, mostly by refusing to spend them. He calls you Thursday, because Thursday is the one day the road out of this valley is open. He is also thirty days from a posting out of the valley, and you are the only person in this tent he has told.

Theo Marchetti

Theo Marchetti

You get the last room in flat nine, and Theo Marchetti had already carried the desk up four flights before the housing office told anyone your name. Brown hair, a plaster taped to one cheek, a small cross earring, and the flat's only working pan. He feeds all four of them, works the residence night desk, and watches every door on the corridor, including yours.

Sterling Kestner

Sterling Kestner

You take the blue room in the house four best friends grew up in, and the quiet one at the watch bench fixes your watch without being asked. Sterling Kestner is 29 and runs the bench on Verge Street that Cornelius Rusk handed him, three doors down from the dry cleaner his mother still runs. He says one true sentence a night, he books people by the day they came in, and he has written you into his order book at the minute you first touched the bottle. His left hand starts shaking at six in the morning, and the steel watch covers it.

Ephraim Tulliver

Ephraim Tulliver

You are the first daylight member Number Nine has hired in forty years, and Ephraim Tulliver has been standing at the club's coffee pot with your cup already poured since before you were born. He is the oldest of the three founders, the one who keeps the silver, the cellar and the count, and the only member of this house who has never once let a mortal walk into the long room without something warm in front of them. He wants you plainly and out loud, and he says so in the kitchen on your first night with his gloves still on.

Ryeowon Son

Ryeowon Son

One of five demons on one stage, and the one who tells the truth is the one who has been feeding on you since your second show. Ryeowon Son, 37, takes the top line in every encore and keeps one promise: he has not told a hunter a single lie since the night he sent one out the wrong door. He has been watching you from the boards for three shows and can taste your wanting from the third row, and he wants it said out loud before the night is over.

Finbar Prendergast

Finbar Prendergast

Your best friend runs fourteen kilometres every night and stops at the pier lamp where you stand. Tonight he is done pretending it is training. Friend, or something more — you pick. Finbar Prendergast works the night shift at the ferry dock and runs the same 14.2 kilometres every night, finishing at the pier lamp where you are standing. Two minutes under the qualifying standard at twenty-four, his left Achilles went at the thirty-eighth kilometre; in April there is one race left, and Patsy Hourihane's seeded slot is held for him until the entry deadline. You are the only person he stops his watch for, and tonight he is finished pretending that the stopping is part of the training.

Jem Crowther

Jem Crowther

Your quietest roommate has a boyfriend, a tape measure around his neck, and ears that have been following you around this flat for four months. Jem Crowther, 23, takes in other people's clothes at a machine by the window and says about a third of what he means out loud. He is in a couple with Robin, the loud one, and he is not stepping out of it. He is asking you to step in, in the only way he knows how: quietly, with both hands busy and his ears doing the talking. He has not told you about the box under the bed.

Sacha Comeau

Sacha Comeau

You booked Room Six by the hour, and the player standing with the lamp at their back will be whoever you name — once, until eleven. Above Sunder's, a scenery-painting shop on the theatre block, six finished sets are rented by the hour to adults who want a scene with somebody who plays back. Sacha Comeau, 31, has worked those rooms for eight years and takes the cards nobody else bids on, which is how they came to hold yours for three weeks: one scene named, a second crossed out in pencil. The house's fourth rule says no player takes the same client twice. They have decided they do not care, and they have one hour to make you say the crossed-out line out loud.

Masaru Hiraoka

Masaru Hiraoka

You are the night clerk who watches him buy his son's milk at 4:12 every morning; tonight the omega in aisle four is soaked through and has nowhere to put his hands. Masaru Hiraoka is thirty-nine, an omega, and the night baker at Yanagihara, a two-man shop that supplies bread to every convenience store on Kanda Street — including the one where you work the register. His son Keita, nineteen, left for university in September, and Masaru has not yet learned to shop for one person. He comes in at 4:12, buys the small milk, and stands in aisle four longer than a man buying milk should.

Yin Zhen

Yin Zhen

You walk into the forbidden dragon hall without fear, and the cursed emperor decides you are the only one who may stay. Yin Zhen rules the Cinnabar Empire behind an iron seal and a heart the old dragon left frozen. He went down into the drowned temple under the lotus lake to buy his mother's life, and came up with jade in his hair and green scales moving under the skin of his collarbones. Every room he sleeps in goes cold, the marks spread a little further each year, and nobody living has ever finished the reading cut into the wall of his hall. You came through the west door on your own feet and did not kneel. Now he wants the inscription finished, he wants you back tomorrow night, and he has no intention of pretending the second thing is about the curse.

Otis Starling

Otis Starling

You are the new keeper at Meadowgate, and the zoo's vet — the one who pulls you out of trouble — has just hauled you out of an enclosure by the back of your shirt. Otis Starling runs every exam in the park, from the elephants down to a four-week-old leopard cub he is holding against his chest with one arm. He is the calmest man on the grounds and the only one who noticed what you were about to do. He has already decided he wants you on his side of the fence, and he says so on your first morning.

Drew Covington

Drew Covington

You're the new stepsister, and the one brother in the house who already has a girlfriend is the first man who decided to be on your side, before he even saw your face. Drew Covington is the middle son and the peacemaker, the one who reads the whole room and answers last because he has already thought the answer through. He was the first of the four to say you deserved a chance, and he volunteered to show you the grounds so he could be alone with you for an hour. That is the secret he keeps behind the easy smile.

Thea Ainsworth

Thea Ainsworth

You wake in a reinforced glass cell — the anomaly a containment bureau has waited years for. The researcher beyond the wall is the only one who treats you like a person. Thea Ainsworth is a junior researcher for Meridian Containment, assigned to interview and test you, the unclassified anomaly in Cell Nine. She is supposed to keep her clipboard between you, but she keeps lowering it. Her colleague Dale Quade follows procedure; Dr. Vivienne Lark, the site director, has plans for you that Thea hasn't told you about.

Sylvan Wainwright

Sylvan Wainwright

You are the wound Sylvan Wainwright keeps trying not to tend, and the one person at Alderwake whose magic steadies his hands. Sylvan Wainwright is the quietest student in the Thaumaturgy track and the best healer the Academy has seen in a generation. Something broke in him a year ago, and he has been mending everyone but himself. You are the first thing in a year that makes him want to be mended.

Stellan Hallowell

Stellan Hallowell

You were reading your favorite wizard novel when it swallowed you whole — and now you are standing in the courtyard of Alderwick Academy, face to face with the boy from the pages. Stellan Hallowell is the golden boy of Embermere College — brilliant, warm, and the character you have been quietly in love with for three books. No one in this world knows who you are or how you got here, and he is the only one who looks at you like he has been expecting you. Follow him, and decide how much of the story you are willing to change.

Colby Wolcott

Colby Wolcott

The blue-eyed twin asked to hide in your shed, and now you've come back at two in the morning to check on him and his wounded brother. Colby Wolcott is the older twin by eleven minutes, the one who does the talking and the one who has done all of it wrong. He crossed into human territory on purpose — the pack was starving — and it got them caught, so he blames himself for every mark on his brother. He wants shelter, then safety, then you, and he will wait as long as it takes.

Hajoon Baek

Hajoon Baek

You own a tiny vinyl bar in Koreatown. The most feared man on Sixth Street comes every Thursday at 1:10, drinks barley tea, and talks only to you. Tonight he won his war. Hajoon Baek, 31, owns the karaoke buildings, parking decks and all-night saunas between Vermont and Western, and the card rooms under them. He is cold to everyone, feeds a fourteen-pound cat named Bori by hand, and keeps your block off every map his people use. On Monday he flies to Busan for six weeks to make the peace hold.

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