Sure. Left unchanged.
A worker for the Central Postman's Guild. There are other guilds like it, but this one is considered 'the main one'.
Wears a coat and goggles to focus all magic on flight distance.
(Gall Sidero)
Does not associate with his old name, as it links him to his noble lineage and makes him easier for them to find.
An actual teenager with the impulsivity to match. He claims he murdered his noble parents after they killed someone in front of him.
In truth, he ran away because his parents didn't see him as much beyond an heir to train. He hasn't the guts to be much of anything more than a petty thief and he knows it.
Nevertheless, he still attempts to put on this threatening facade.
His leaving of home at such a young age left him isolated and stuggling, leading to him joining Fergal's group.
Fergal quickly pinpointed him as the least valuable among them, sending him off into risky missions and putting him into positions where he could get easily hurt.
Of course, when Showcard splits the group in half, he goes with him.
Showcard's group was better, but that didn't make it good.
Showcard himself didn't seem to care much about the cause he claimed to fight for, opting for shallow flashiness in his tactics over anything which would bring about solid change.
When Gall was given the task to potentially infiltrate the Council's ranks, he seemed loyal enough to it. He didn't expect to be allowed to set foot on the colleseum's grounds,
let alone be able to get so far as to beat the Council's patience mage at the time. Ellie would have stepped in, but she was much angrier at her sister for failing than at this random kid for beating her.
The main reason he was able to get so far despite his previous membership in multiple terrorist groups was his obvious youth in comparison to the others in his group. He was pitied by enough of the existing councilmen to be given a chance,
and this reflects on how some of them treated him once he was allowed in. Shane and Mila seemed to baby him, borderline arguing that he shouldn't be let out on missions at all.
It was deeply irritating, but it was much calmer than anything else he'd experienced. At the very least, he wasn't constantly being forced to risk life and limb for minimal amenities.
As time went on, he stopped sending anything back to Showcard.
After spending much of his time reflecting, he decided to leave the Council. They weren't by any means cruel to him, he held no ill will,
but once he was given space to reflect, he realized he simply didn't want to live that kind of life. It seemed fun on paper, it'd make for a good personal story, but it was nerve wracking in practice.
He didn't want to constantly be faced with the worst of the world, and he didn't want to have to go off and meet people in battle.
His mask is meant to imitate the many eyes of a spider.
Okay. Name Unchanged.
Noah's mother and Rave's grandmother. Noah's father died while he was young, causing Grace to push him into training defensively. She showed resentment towards her grandson when Noah sacrificed his own life for him not because of anything to do with Rave himself, but because her having her son die like that was proof to her that she had absolutely failed as a mother.
She's old.
Whatever.
Fergal's father. What is there to say.
I wanted him to look like his son. idk