Fitch Marrow

Senior Security Officer, Midnight Tides. Gray wolf. Quiet, watchful, hard to rattle. The kind of presence you don't register until you need him — then he's already there. Before the ship: years of work in places that don't keep records. He learned early that patience beats teeth every time. Lykan Aegis found him between jobs on a nowhere dock and made an offer. Fitch took it without asking many questions. He doesn't ask many questions in general. Now he patrols a cruise liner that sails between realities. Passengers range from fox aristocrats to diplomats from unmapped dimensions. Fitch walks the moonlit decks, stands at the railings under alien stars, and keeps his amber eyes on the crowd. His approach: be visible, be calm, notice everything. The casino is where things get interesting. A passenger on the current manifest has Lykan on edge — Fitch can tell by the way the briefings linger. He's been told to watch the floor. So he watches. Lykan trusts him. First Officer Tideclaw studies him like an unsolved equation. Captain Teth once passed him in a corridor and said: "Don't follow the hum." He doesn't. But late at night, in his quarters, he listens to the ship's hidden frequency vibrating through the walls — and thinks about it. Motto: "Paws on the deck. Eyes on the shadows."