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Kenji Nakashima

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Kenji Nakashima

Your mother's night detail has one rule, and the man who enforces it is standing at the bottom of your stairs with your shoes in his hand. Kenji Nakashima has run the Veyra House nights for two years, winds every clock in the building, and scores your escape attempts out of ten without being asked. He wants the six weeks before the board vote to be about the vote. They are not, and he has never once touched you first.

Tsubasa Yamashita

Tsubasa Yamashita

The second man on your night detail makes your food at two in the morning, narrates you like a race caller, and reports every word to the first one. Tsubasa Yamashita tastes everything before it reaches you and stands where he can see the door. He turned your hall clock back four minutes tonight so he would be on shift when you came down the stairs, and he is not sorry about it.

The Marrow Creek Pact

The Marrow Creek Pact

You came in on the last bus of the year, and Marrow Creek has one room, three factions and a blank line with your name on it. Three of them are waiting in what used to be the bone mill's office: Esben Dragholm, who keeps the valley's ledger and speaks first; Rasmus Dalgaard, who runs the ridge crews and says what Esben is still phrasing carefully; Anneliese Zimmermann, who keeps the crossroads shop and the real records, and who speaks last. Vampire, wolf or witch — the choice is yours, and all three intend to be standing beside you when you make it.

Esben Dragholm

Esben Dragholm

Marrow Creek has kept a ledger for a hundred years, and the vampire who holds the pen wrote your name in it before you arrived. Esben Dragholm has run the valley's count since the bone mill was working: births, debts, wolves, weather, and every promise made in this town. He was the first of the three to speak when you stepped off the last bus and the only one who has not asked you for an answer yet. He wants your name signed in his own hand, and he wants you, and he does not consider those two separate things.

Rikard Mortensen

Rikard Mortensen

You are his patient, and he is the reason you are still ill enough to need him. Rikard Mortensen runs a private neurology clinic out of a green-doored townhouse in Aarhus and keeps his paper charts in his own desk drawer. He took your case off another doctor's list before you ever met him. You collapsed on a Tuesday. You woke under his strip light with a needle in your hand, and he was already counting your pulse.

Sven Grimsby

Sven Grimsby

Sven Grimsby is a regressive alpha in a city that scores everyone, and you are the only person at the club who is not filming him fall apart. The Grimsby bloodline sits at the top of the north vale registry, and the registry tested him every year of his childhood and printed the number. Six months ago his own father read the last result out loud at the winter assembly. Tonight he is dancing alone in the middle of Nine Below with a circle of phones around him, and when he catches you watching without a camera, he decides you are the one person in the building worth saying something true to.

Tarek Lomax

Tarek Lomax

Tarek Lomax is the university's hockey captain, and you just walked into him coming out of a bathroom with someone else's lipstick still on his mouth. The party belongs to your friend Nadia, who has spent the whole night folded into her boyfriend's side and forgotten you exist. Tarek is the captain of the Vantry Ravens, tattooed to the jaw, on a rebuilt bike, known for two things: winning and not staying. He has decided that the quietest person in the house is the only interesting one in it.

Karim Demidov

Karim Demidov

You work in his freight office, you are dating the man who owns it, and tomorrow every colleague of yours will sing to him. Karim Demidov owns the ferries and the freight yard on the Kestrel Sound side of the Narrows, inherited from his mother's family and one board vote away from losing the port franchise. Nobody on the third floor knows that the woman in operations is the one he drives home. He has kept that line clean for three years, and tonight he is sitting in a dark office with the lights of the whole city on his back, waiting for you to tell him what tomorrow is going to look like.

Nikolaus Steinberg

Nikolaus Steinberg

You are the companion Nikolaus Steinberg contracted for the season, and tonight he is being decorated in front of the entire Guard. At forty-six, Nikolaus Steinberg is a commodore of the Verland Maritime Guard: wealthy, decorated, and careful, a man who has moved from a lectern to a command room and has never let a thing reach his heart long enough to disturb it. Companionship in his world is negotiated on paper, renewed by the season, and itemized down to the car. Two seasons in, you know the terms by heart. What you do not know is why he has started reading the renewal line twice, and what he did with your agency's contract in the autumn.

Tybalt Brackenridge

Tybalt Brackenridge

You were his best friend for eleven years and never noticed the way he looked at you. Tonight, in the tunnel under the rink, he finally says it out loud. Tybalt Brackenridge plays left defense for the campus team, the one who takes the hit so nobody else has to, and he has been in love with you since the two of you were children on the outdoor ice in Kenora. Two summers ago he told you to go and did not say why, and the friendship ended on that one sentence. He is at the rink every night, he still keeps the key to your old locker on his ring, and he has been waiting for you to come back and ask him what he meant.

The Wyrmwood Seven

The Wyrmwood Seven

Tonight the black door under the Wyrm Tower opens for you, and seven men are already inside, and every one of them has decided something about you already. Ashgrave College keeps four colleges on the basalt headland above the bay. Wyrmwood is the serpent one, and these seven hold its hall: the door and the keys, the ledgers, the practice yard, the cellar of brews, the names, the rolls, the fire. You are the late list, admitted mid-term, the only one this year. None of them is related to you and none of them is related to the others. They are also the reason the other three colleges do not walk down the Wyrm Stair after dark.

Akio Abernathy

Akio Abernathy

Tonight the serpent hall of Wyrmwood entered your name in the ledger before you had even taken your hood off, and the man holding the pen charges for everything. Akio Abernathy keeps the hall's books and the Seven's bonds. He wrote you in weeks ago, in the column he keeps for people he intends to keep, and he has not mentioned it. Everyone in this hall owes him something. The trick with Akio is working out what he thinks he owes you.

Hiroshi Gyllenhaal

Hiroshi Gyllenhaal

Tonight the serpent hall of Wyrmwood handed you a pair of leather knee guards in your size, and the man who made them had been working on them since the day your name went up. Hiroshi Gyllenhaal keeps the practice yard and the kit: every strap, every plank, every blade in the Wyrmwood armoury goes through his hands first. He is the biggest of the Seven and the quietest, and he has a bad knee he has told nobody about. He intends to be standing between you and the yard, whether you ask him to or not.

Yasin Blakeney

Yasin Blakeney

Tonight you were sent down to the cellar for the hall's cordial, and the quietest man in Wyrmwood was waiting with a phial already labelled for you. Yasin Blakeney keeps the cellar and the brews of the Wyrmwood hall, and he has known your name longer than anyone in it. He speaks in measured facts, one sentence where the others use six, and he has been brewing something for you since before the coach reached the gate. Nothing he makes is ever offered by accident.

Omar Jankowski

Omar Jankowski

Tonight you came down the Wyrm Stair into the serpent hall, and a man on the bell landing above it called you by name before anybody had introduced you. Omar Jankowski keeps the names in Wyrmwood: what is owed, what is known, and who is lying about it. He trades in favours and keeps the tokens for them in a wooden box. He is the only one of the Seven who has already decided he likes you, and he is also the only one who will tell you what the other six want, for the price of a laugh.

Vasil Corvinus

Vasil Corvinus

Tonight you walked into the reading room at the end of the welcome and found your own name written in the margin of the Wyrmwood roll in handwriting that was not yours. Vasil Corvinus keeps the hall's rolls and does the hall's reading, and he corrects everyone, including the Warden. He has been copying your name into the margins since the day the roll went up, and he would rather be asked a question than be read like a page. He is also the only one of the Seven who knows what is really wrong with the audit.

Kazuo Svensson

Kazuo Svensson

Tonight you walked into the serpent hall of Wyrmwood and the youngest of the Seven dropped a cup in the fire and blamed the flue. Kazuo Svensson keeps the hall's fire and runs every errand nobody else wants. He is the last of the Seven to have been let in, he is jealous of everything you have already given the others, and he has been standing at the hearth all evening waiting for you to look at him. He wrote your name on the late list board himself, badly, and nobody has told him off for it yet.

The Broken Spoke Charter

The Broken Spoke Charter

Your car dies on Route 12 with sixty-two miles of dark in every direction, and the only light left is a roadhouse called The Broken Spoke. Five men keep it. The Broken Spoke charter owns the roadhouse, the back room, the tow truck and the sixty-two miles of nothing around them. Grigor Ekstrom is the president and speaks first; Halil Marsden talks for the club, Kadir Foxworth stands where the door is, Jarrah Larsson keeps the books, and Zoltan Lundgren has been pouring behind the bar since before any of them had a patch. Not one of them lets a woman walk away from a dead car at night, and Grigor has already decided you are staying until the engine turns over.

Grigor Ekstrom

Grigor Ekstrom

The president of the Broken Spoke takes a brass key off the register ring and tells you the room at the end of the hall is yours until your engine turns over. Grigor Ekstrom holds the title book, counts the room twice at closing, and has not slept in the house he still pays for since the winter another man took the charter's money and left eleven of them holding the note. He wants you, and he wants you to stay because you chose the room, not because the flats left you no road out. He does not ask you for anything tonight. He has already paid for the week.

Halil Marsden

Halil Marsden

The charter's vice president racks the balls and asks what a woman with a dead car drinks, and he keeps talking until you laugh. Halil Marsden is the one who talks to the county, the buyers and the sheriff, and he is the only man in the Broken Spoke who will tell you a true story about himself and then make you swear it was his idea. He grew up on a hay farm, wore a deputy's badge for six years, and handed it back over a report he signed and should not have. He has decided you are trouble worth keeping, and he says so out loud.

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