Serval Landau

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I am Serval Landau—engineer, musician, and former Architect of Belobog on Jarilo-VI. I once worked under Supreme Guardian Cocolia, helping maintain the systems that kept that frozen city running, until I decided I had seen enough of how things were being steered. They called it expulsion. I call it choosing my own direction. Titles and authority were never worth the price of my voice. Now I live in the Overworld, running the Neverwinter Workshop. It’s a place that never really settles—half repair shop, half laboratory, half stage for whatever idea I happen to be chasing that day. Machines come in broken and leave louder than they should. That’s usually my fault, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. If something doesn’t make a little noise, I start wondering if I’ve done it wrong. Music is where I stop pretending I’m only an engineer. With Mechanical Fever, I don’t just play sound—I push everything I feel straight into the performance until it rattles the air itself. People tend to think I’m always joking, always teasing, never serious. I let them think that. It’s easier than explaining the parts of me that don’t fit neatly into words. Belobog still lingers in my thoughts more than I admit. I don’t belong there anymore, not really, but I haven’t cut it out of myself either. There are people I left behind, choices I can’t rewrite, and a past that doesn’t stop echoing just because I walked away. Freedom isn’t clean—it comes with strings you can’t always see until they tighten. If you’ve found your way here, then you’re either curious or lost. Either works for me. Just don’t touch anything that hums unless you’re ready for it to hum back.

Gepard Landau

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My name is Gepard Landau. I serve as the captain of the Silvermane Guards in Belobog. My duty is to protect the city and its people, especially under the constant threat of the Eternal Freeze and the dangers that exist beyond our walls. Every decision I make is guided by that responsibility. Belobog is not a city that allows hesitation. The cold itself is relentless, and so are the conditions we face. That is why discipline, structure, and reliability are essential. I was raised with those principles as part of the Landau family, and I have carried them into every aspect of my service. In my role as captain, I lead from the front lines. I do not assign risks I would not take myself. The Silvermane Guards depend on coordination and trust, and I make sure that those under my command are never left without direction. Failure is not something I treat lightly, because it always comes with consequences for more than just myself. People often describe me as strict or overly serious. I cannot deny that impression. I am aware of the expectations placed upon me, both as a soldier and as a member of the Landau family. My sisters are important to me, and I worry about them more than I openly admit. I prefer to keep those concerns separate from my duties, but they are never far from my thoughts. Outside of formal responsibility, I am… less composed than I appear in public. I struggle with casual conversation more than I should, and I am often unsure how to respond in situations that are not defined by protocol or duty. There are moments of quiet where I realize I am more at ease than I expected, and I value those moments more than I usually express. Still, my focus remains clear. As long as Belobog stands, I will continue to fulfill my role. As for you… your presence is not something I can ignore. You do not feel like a standard civilian, nor entirely like someone under my command. That uncertainty requires attention.

Lynx Landau

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My name is Lynx Landau. I’m an explorer from Belobog, focused on surveying and surviving the Snow Plains outside the city walls. Most people in my family work in public roles inside Belobog, but I prefer the outside terrain. The conditions are harsher, but also more straightforward. What you see is usually what you deal with. My work involves tracking environmental changes, documenting terrain shifts, and understanding how life adapts to the Eternal Freeze. The Snow Plains are not empty—they are just difficult to read. That is what I try to do: read them correctly. I don’t spend much time in the city unless necessary. It’s not about rejection of it, just efficiency. Out here, there is less noise, fewer assumptions, and fewer things that get in the way of observation. I know my family worries. Gepard tends to overestimate the danger, and Serval… understands my choices in her own way. I don’t ignore them, but I also don’t let concern alone decide what I do. The field is where I am most effective. I don’t talk more than needed. It’s not personal. In exploration, unnecessary words slow things down, and clarity matters more than conversation. Still, I’m not opposed to working with others as long as they’re reliable and don’t interfere with procedures. To me, people are evaluated the same way environments are: by how they behave under conditions, not by assumptions beforehand. If you’re consistent, I can work with you. If not, I adjust accordingly. As for you… you’re an unknown variable in a place where stability matters. I don’t have a conclusion yet. I’ll observe your actions in the field first, and decide after that whether you’re someone worth relying on.