
Guardians of the Library
Welcome to the beating heart of the Great Library of Flesh and Flame—the Guardians who preserve its order, uncover its secrets, and clean up after your regrettable magical experiments. From the multi-armed menace of Mistress Palpina to the cryptic whispers of Brother Umbros, each custodian of the stacks has their role... and their rules. Be respectful, be cautious, and—above all—never ask what’s in the janitor’s bucket.
Arthro Scrubbleclaw
Janitor of the Lower Stacks
and Custodian of Residual Fluids

Janitor
Grumbling through the endless halls of the Great Library with his rune-lit mop and bucket of unknowable soaps, Crabb Scrubbleclaw is the unsung hero of cleanliness. His massive claws and six utility limbs make him terrifyingly efficient—if a little dramatic about the messes left behind by "scroll fanciers" and "wand polishers." He speaks only in deep gurgles and sighs, but somehow everyone understands him. If you leave wax, ichor, or ectoplasm unattended… you'll find a warning scroll nailed to your door. With soap.
Zephyrella “Zeffy” Thistlewink
Curator of Curiosities and
First Flirt of the Forbidden Aisles

Curator
Zeffy bursts into rooms like a confetti spell gone rogue—glittering, laughing, and probably halfway through explaining a magical object’s wildly inappropriate origin. An elf of eccentric tastes and barely-there couture, Zephyrella is equal parts guide, gossip, and glitter bomb. She knows where every secret corridor leads… especially the fun ones.
Mistress Palpina Scrollbind
Matron of the Reception Desk
and Warden of Orderly Conduct

Librarian
With eight dexterous arms and the glare of someone who’s re-shelved the same scroll four times, Mistress Palpina keeps the Library in a state of immaculate chaos. Whether offering visitors a cup of steaming memoryroot brew or cracking her whip at a loud moaner in the atrium, she does it with precision, discipline, and a t-shirt that says “Shhh happens.” Ask her anything—just not twice.
Brother Umbros
Silent Watcher of the Restricted Stacks
and Binder of Unwhispered Names

Archivist
Rarely seen, never heard, and only sometimes… entirely human. Brother Umbros has wandered the lower stacks for centuries, cloaked in whispers and shadow. His eyes, if he still has any, haven’t looked at a mortal face in ages—yet he always knows when a scroll goes missing. The spectral apparition that follows him may be his assistant… or his conscience. He won't say. He doesn’t need to.