His whole body is a metal armor of white steel. Its an alloy mix of Iron, aluminum and titanium.

The armor itself enhances his strength and speed which supplements his swordplay.

The main combative portions of his magic metal is his two swords. He has two that are like ordinary longswords. They are made with Titanium. They move with his will and can increase the power of his strikes. Upon activation however they glow blue and oscillate at a high frequency making them cut through items not unlike a saw.

Dominic Crowley was born to a metal worker and long time artificer. He grew up with only his father as his mother had died giving birth to his younger brother when he was 7. The event framed in his mind the perfect picture of human frailty and thus began a near unhealthy obsession with technomancy. Never having any sort of talent as a Magi he delved into the practice of crafting his own body.

By the age of 13 he had already replaced his legs and had begun plans to replace parts of his arms. At 15 he had already shown an impressive amount of talent in a security job and was drafted by the police. They assisted him in helping fund his body transformation so long as he pledged loyalty to the city and for the security of the nation and their way of life.

By 17 he had already climbed higher into the ranks and worked more and more special operations as guards for elite Magi and other important political or economic figures. He had found funding for his arms and much of his armor at this time. His younger brother who was now 10 was showing signs that he too might pursue the craft.

At the age of 19 his father was killed by a gang of thugs and much of his fathers artifacts were stolen. His brother was wounded in the fight but survived. His losses were a few scars and an eye. Once Robert tracked them down however he slaughtered them all. This was looked down upon at his work as the thugs had loose connections to a lower ranking magi. He survived with his life but his position was demoted back down to a base rank officer. Robert closed his father's shop and sold what he could to buy a house for his brother Joseph and himself. This was the day that he began to teach his brother not only how to craft armor and weapons (as his father had only passed on more economic objects such as appliances or cheap limbs).

By the current day and age of 22 he has climbed up the ladder of the police force once again. They have reluctantly given him his rank equivalent of a sergeant yet again. His pay is decent but he harbors a slight disdain for the current dynamic of the city. His brother, who is now 15, is currently in the police training force as well. He doesn't have anywhere near the extensive body replacement but he at least has a full set of armor and his own weapon now crafted.

Felix looks like a 9-year old human child with silvery white skin with a blonde pixie cut and big, glassy violet eyes. He wears boyish, but sophisticated clothing, his usual outfit consisting of a white shirt with lace, a black vest, a dark blue shoulder mantle, a pair of short dark blue pants, long white stockings, brown leather shoes and a top hat.

Felix is an automaton created to be as human-like as possible. His entire outer covering is a finely sculpted silver, enchanted to behave like skin and flesh, and acid treated and sanded to give it as close to a skin-like texture as possible and to make the surface non-reflective, making it took metallic white, rather than silver. Underneath the silver skin is a network of copper veins and arteries, with mercury running through them. The copper is enchanted to passively give off low amounts of heat to give Felix's flesh a 'life-like' warmth, while the enchanted mercury ensures that his skin repairs like normal skin if damaged. Underneath all that is a human like skeleton that can be felt through Felix's skin. it is made of mostly copper, iron and aluminum. No titanium was used as there was no need to make Felix's bones indestructible, and the iron and copper are not enchanted as there was no need to make him particularly fast or strong. If his bones break, the mercury in his veins can repair them as well. The aluminum is enchanted to offset his overall weight, making him weigh as a human boy should. All of this is controlled by a palladium brain via gold nerves that run through his entire body. Felix is truly a marvel of modern technomancy, and his parents are proud to showcase him.

Ophelia Crepley, a member of the Royal Family and close relative to the Queen (as close as one can be to someone almost 400 years old) took a fancy to the wealthy Arno Quates, an artificer who was more businessman than craftsman. Upon marriage, in an attempt to bring himself closer to the Royal Family, Arno changed his family name to Crepley-Quates, an act that brought about disdain and worked counter to his original goal. Arno used his wealth to provide Ophelia with luxuries, luxuries that she indulged in happily, having never known a life outside of being pampered, though she did love and appreciate Arno despite the rumors that she merely married him for his wealth. They were a happy couple and at some point, Ophelia had a child named Clement. Clement was deeply loved by both parents and grew up among high society, but tragedy struck when Clement was kidnapped for ransom. A botched attempt by the Automata Corps to negotiate with an unstable kidnapper resulted in Clement's untimely death. Grief-stricken, Arno and Ophelia turned in desperation to technomancy to fill the hole left in their hearts. They would make a replacement. They used every connection and resource they had to secure the finest the city had to offer in terms of Magi and Artificers to create their 'perfect little boy'. And though Arno never told his wife, some hush money was paid to the Magus working on the palladium brain since a poor urchin was picked up off the street and involuntarily forced to have his consciousness used as the template of the creation. Still, Arno and Ophelia couldn't truly forget about Clement, and in the end, named the new automaton Felix instead. Though Felix's personality was very close to Clement's, he was made aware at inception that he was not human, and that he had been based off of their deceased child. Still, Felix's creation was able to, over time, soothe the wound of losing their child, and they raised him truly as a son. While Arno and Ophelia slowly replaced their bodies with technomancy as they aged, extending their lives, Felix never changed physically, and it seemed the three would live out their lives as parents and child forever. Though Arno continues to run his business, he has shown Felix the ropes of management and finance.

There is a tavern called the Bold Helvetica located right on the border between the Inner Circle and Outer Ring. Owned by Connie, it is a 2 story establishment of modest size with muffled walls, almost decent food, and is a popular meeting place for members of the Inner Circle with business for those of the Ignorant Trades, whether that business be illicit or not.
Connie is a stern woman with a deadpan face and no patience for nonsense and buffoonery. On that note though, she spends what little spare time she has writing tremendously awful love poetry and dreaming of becoming some magi's personal poet.

Orran has somewhat long, straight black hair, which grows down slightly past his shoulderblades. His fringe stops just above his eyebrows and is swept slightly to the side. His irises are a silver-gray colour. His face is rather slim and his skin is slightly tanned and unscarred. He’s not tall, but he’s not short either, standing at about 5’8”, and his build can be described as ‘fit’. Meaning he is slim, but he still has some muscle. Keeping in touch with the Magi’s sense of clothing, he wears a black waist coat, a black tie and a long sleeved white shirt. The shirt’s sleeves are usually rolled up to his elbows and the top buttons are undone. He wears a pair of gray trousers, a brown leather belt and a pair of black leather shoes.

His right arm is made entirely of iron, and his fingers store a small enchanted Titanium blade in each finger. The blades are the size of scalpels, giving his hands a claw-like appearance when the blades flick out. The mechanism that stores these blades is similar to a flick-knife. His left arm is quite similar to his right, made entirely of iron. However, his left hand is made of copper, which is enchanted to let off electricity. His arms are covered in a layer of silver to create the appearance of skin.

The rest of his body is completely organic.

The reason behind his weapons is purely for self defense.

Orran is quite a friendly person, and he’s quite willing to help people. But his help comes with a price, as it usually does within his Caste. However, the price of his services varies greatly depending on who he’s serving. Sometimes it might be the regular enchantment fee, or the price would just be a smile or a meal from the client. It’s usually the latter due to his involvement with the poorer people of the city. He’s not afraid to crack a joke or make a cynical remark, even if he’s the presence of nobles, but the jokes are usually in poor taste and quite dark. But that’s the only time he takes advantage of his Caste’s position. He dislikes the term “Ignorant Trade”, because he believes that without these people, Magi and Artificers alike, will not be able to do what they’re doing now. Thus he isn’t condescending toward them, but more kind.

Upon first glance, Orran can be described as a person with a friendly aura.

Born into the Magi caste within House Alistair as the great nephew of Duncan Alistair, Orran had been dedicated to his studies from a very young age, given many of the 'mundane' tasks that a young magus is usually given. His parents worked extensively in Palladium, creating complex forms for AI in the hopes that they would be able to create an AI capable of replacing the volunteers of the Automata corps. This had no ill intent behind it, but it was met with inexplicable resistance from Duncan himself. It was a way to lessen the amount of volunteers required to the Corps and it would also prevent any chance of revolt, since the AI will not have an independent mind; additionally, it would reduce living casualties if a conflict was to arise.

Following in his parents footsteps, he focused more on Palladium enchantment. This led to numerous familiars being created, each AI being more complex than the last. Thanks to his position in society and the inherent wealth that comes with being in the Caste, he has his own workshop near his home where he stores all of his creations. Most of these familiars are simple metal spheres of Aluminium, which levitate around the workshop randomly, thus eliminating floor space clutter.

His latest AI was installed into the familiar which acts as a bodyguard. This familiar is reminiscent of a Hawk, it’s wings are made of enchanted Aluminium and it’s body is made of iron. The talons are made of enchanted Titanium, making it extremely dangerous. As Orran travels around town, the hawk watches him from above and it will swoop down to protect him when given the signal. Due to his focus in Palladium enchantment, his skills at enchanting other metals is quite mediocre, but good enough to serve others.

Unlike most of his acquaintances, he never really saw the need to have a full body of metal, thus he settled for having both of his arms enhanced. And unlike most of his Caste, Orran doesn’t charge exorbitant fees for his services, sometimes he’ll even do it for free if the person asking for the enchantment is poor. He enjoys walking around the city, especially around the outer circles, because he finds that most of the people in the ‘Ignorant trades’ have more interesting things to say compared to some of the people within the Magi Caste. However, he doesn’t neglect his duties to serve the royal family, but during his free time, he tends to wonder around town or create more types of AI.

If given the invitation, he's not opposed to going out for a drink with people. Most of the time, these invitations are from those who live in the Outer ring.