For the Inquisitrio, 2, 4, 7, 8, and 20; thank you very much.
Paloma’s is her little brother Pietro. They’ve been nigh inseparable since the day he was born, and the first thing she does when she wakes up out of her Anchor-induced coma is make sure he and the rest of the clan are okay.
Vyera’s usual partner-in-crime in the Carta was a dude they nicknamed “Fingers”. She’s been calling him that so long, it’s a bit of an effort to remember his name is Finnegan. Sadly, the Carta had him eliminated.
Halim has always gotten along pretty well with Kaaris (in a really weirdo-and-straight-man kinda way), but the best friend he ever had was his cat Enan. He misses that cat.
So in other words all the friends are deeeeeeeeeeeead.
Red for Halim and Paloma, green for Vyera.
Both the ladies enjoy rope-play to different degrees; Halim’s ears are very sensitive to touch and pressure.
Paloma enjoys roast duck, Vyera will shank a man for roast nug done well, and Halim, well, Halim likes ginger cookies.
For Paloma it’s Mielle, the head hunter of Clan Lavellan; she’s silent, no-nonsense, and can put an arrow through a quarry’s eye like it’s nothing. If Paloma’s a firework, Mielle’s more of a heavy-duty flashlight.
Vy looks up to both her parents, who she knew tried their best to keep her out of the Carta’s clutches (for all the good that did). Much of what she did for the Carta was to keep them safe and stable.
Halim’s role model is his mother, who calls herself shield, who cared for her family in every way she knew how, who let him choose his own path--who hoped that her boy would be kind and patient and always true to himself. She’s always been proud of him, even if he doesn’t know half of just how proud she is.