Full Name: Taya Celest Turner

Nickname: She prefers her full first name, but her family likes to call her Tay. It’s taking some getting used to being called by her surname. Let alone Agent Turner.

Age on File: 24

Appeared Age: Often hears around 19. And that she “looks rather young to be an agent.”

General Appearance: Taya stands at around 5-feet, 7-inches tall, and weighs around 130 lbs, depending on the day. She has a fairly pleasant, lean face. Artificial dark blond streaks highlight her otherwise brown hair, which she has cut just long enough to successfully tie up in a ponytail to keep it out of her way. She has hazel eyes that appear to shift from greenish-gray to golden brown. She is also relatively tan from spending a good deal of time outside in the sun, especially from frequent physical training outdoors.

Distinguishing Marks: She has a tattoo of an elegant crescent moon draped with gold chains on her right shoulder. A series of purple and red roses bloom across the bottom curve of the crescent. Its placement allows it to be fairly easily covered by a simple t-shirt if need be. The design is from a drawing her dad drew up for her on a card he gave her when she graduated high school. A few months before the man died in a car accident.

Clothes Wear: When on the job, she wears simple business casual clothes, with dark pants and typically neutral colored shirts. However, she wears more comfortable shoes than what’s standard for that particular attire, making sure to be ready for anything. Off the job, she wears whatever she finds comfortable for that day, from shorts and a tang top to jeans and a hoodie.

Accessories: Besides a belt for her gun, maybe the occasional set of earrings when she remembers she has the holes for them.

Weapons: Standard issue 9mm Glock.

Skills: She’s fairly agile, well-trained in self-defense, and proficient at shooting.

Personality: Taya is a bubbly, kind girl who is typically good with people. Though she’s often been told that the job would eat someone like her alive, she never lost heart, and proved herself time and again both through her schooling and in both the written and physical fitness tests required to enter the FBI. She can be serious when she needs to be, but often gets overly passionate about things. She is determined to do her part in keeping people safe, no matter the cost to her. She still has the temperament and spark of a hopeful youth in her eyes, and a bit of a bounce in her step she often tries to hide to avoid looking as fresh out of the academy as she actually is.

Opinion on the Werewolves: There’s no way she’d outright admit it, especially to her new partner, but the apparent reveal about werewolves being more than monsters from legend equally excites and frightens her. She wants to be a believer, but since she hasn’t actually seen the wolves for herself to know that it was real and not a hoax, she keeps a fair dose of skepticism about her. Though, of course, that was until getting the assignment to keep an eye on one William Grant, an advocate for the supposed werewolves. After all, what kind of agent would she be if she believed every little tale she heard?

Ticks and Tags: She often mutters to herself or otherwise makes some kind of noise when she think’s she’s alone and it’s a little too quiet. Tends to tap her chin or tug at her ear while thinking.

Family: Parents: Isabel Turner, Johnathan Turner (deceased). Siblings: Owen Turner, age 20, currently a local police officer in his current town. Sophia Turner, age 14, with no desire to go into law enforcement.

FBI Rank: Newbie field agent. Though, she has to admit, she’s still a bit in shock about that. For some reason, the well-known Eli Archer, a.k.a. the Undertaker, decided to request her as his newest field partner. Though she'd like to think it has to do with receiving top scores in nearly every aspect of her exams and he saw potential in her, she has the suspicion it has more to do with him needing someone not so, well, cold to deal with other people, and she simply got lucky. Which, with the apparent rumor he's rather superstitious, she can’t help but wonder if he’s hoping that “beginner's luck” will follow her and rub off on him in turn.

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Full Name: Azriel Eli Archer.

Nickname: He always goes by Eli, never his first name. Most people don't even know it's not his first name. But unless you’re someone he considers an equal or one of his superiors, it’s Archer. Though, there’s a joke in the bureau where they refer to him the Undertaker because of, well, his everything. He’s well aware of it, but with the amount of sway he has with the director, they don’t dare call him that to his face. Much to his chagrin, the Undertaker nickname has migrated even beyond his coworkers, becoming something even others outside the FBI know him as.

Age on File: 37

Appeared Age: At a quick glance, he hears late twenties to early thirties. But the aura about him from the way he carries himself usually fixes this underestimate.

General Appearance: Eli is a tall, thin man, standing at roughly 6-foot 2-inches. He has pointed, slender features, from his dark eyebrows to his chin and nose. He has fair skin, icy blue eyes, and prefers to keep his grayish-black hair slicked back. He’s also a lot more fit than you’d expect from your average American 37-year-old.

Distinguishing Marks: He has a thin, pale scar running from the corner of his jaw down to his prominent collarbone on his left side. Another scar creates a jagged X on top of his right hand.

Clothes Wear: Gray and black suits, and neatly polished dress shoes. His coworkers have often held debates on whether or not the man sleeps in the things.

Accessories: A single silver stud earring in his left ear. A smartwatch he wears on his right wrist, though it’s often covered up by the sleeve of his suit jacket. A black leather belt. Otherwise, he keeps his badge tucked inside a hidden pocket in his jacket.

Weapons: A standard-issue 9mm Glock handgun with standard bullets. He has a secondary Sig P226 he’s purchased for himself. He always keeps spare bullets in his car.

Skills: He’s well-versed in martial arts and self-defense, is a marksman with his guns, and knows multiple languages.

Personality: Eli’s the cold, aloof type. It takes a lot to impress him. His only love seems to be his work, and it shows in his devotion to the job. He’s extremely blunt and straightforward. What patience he shows is always a cracked mask, and he holds himself with an air of dignity that demands respect. To this end, it’s helpful for him to have a more sociable agent as a partner. He’s also, surprisingly, rather superstitious. He does his best to avoid your typical, well, superstitions. Unless he’s on a chase or other work-related incident that requires him to put this aside, he’ll avoid walking under ladders, tries to not step on cracks, and all that good ol’ stuff. He even keeps a rabbit’s foot (an actual rabbit’s foot, not a fake one) on his keychain, and a four-leaf clover preserved in resin hangs from the mirror of his car. A car that, like him, always smells of sage and cinnamon, and is kept clean to the point of obsessiveness.

Opinion on the Werewolves: He hates the whole situation. He loathes that he got assigned to babysit one of the ‘wolves, and isn’t afraid to say so, but isn’t the type to turn down a case when it’s given to him. He’s a fan of the belief that the whole thing’s some sort of elaborate hoax, and advocates for that ruling becoming the popular belief.

Quirks: If his arms aren’t crossed when standing idle, the fingers of one hand are likely tapping against his pantleg, almost like he’s playing the piano one-handed.

Tags: Always smells of an odd mix of sage and cinnamon. If you get a whiff of this, chances are, he’s fairly close by. He’s also well known for going through a lot of partners. Not too many can stand working that close with him, and often request a transfer within a month. Which he likes to think of as weeding out the weaklings.

Family: Deceased.

FBI Rank: Seasoned field agent. Despite his reputation as the Undertaker, he’s highly respected and often gets high-profile cases. His case record is impeccable, with only one case in his whole fourteen-year career ever going unsolved. And that one he still, to this day, blames on his no-good partner at the time.

Age: 124
Appeared Age: Late twenties, approximately 28
Race: Werewolf
Occupation: Pack strategist and liaison to human authorities

Appearance: William stands just over six feet tall with a lean but powerful build shaped by decades of survival and combat. His shoulders are broad without being bulky, and there is a quiet steadiness to the way he carries himself that makes him seem larger than he actually is. His features are mild and balanced rather than sharply striking, though there is an understated attractiveness to him that tends to linger in people’s minds afterward.

His hair is a light chestnut brown threaded with naturally lighter streaks, worn short enough to remain neat while still showing its pronounced waves. His eyes are typically a pale blue flecked with gold, though when the wolf presses close to the surface those gold flecks become brighter and more noticeable, advancing to take over his entire iris at times. His skin is lightly tanned despite northern winters, and faint freckles dust the bridge of his nose and upper cheeks.

William dresses practically and conservatively. Dark wool coats, fitted sweaters, plain knit pullovers, and other work-appropriate shirts that can be removed quickly dominate his wardrobe, paired with pressed slacks and durable shoes. He avoids restrictive or overly formal clothing whenever possible due to the realities of transformation, preferring outfits that allow freedom of movement while still appearing professional and blending naturally into a crowd.

Wolf's Appearance: William’s wolf form is unusually large even among werewolves, built more like a northern timber wolf than anything natural. His fur is primarily dark ash-gray mixed heavily with black, while his face, forelegs, and tail lighten into pale gray. His eyes are a vivid golden yellow in this form.

His movements as a wolf are unnervingly quiet for his size. Rather than relying on speed alone, he hunts and fights with patience, tactical positioning, and overwhelming force when necessary.

Personality: William is reserved by nature, shaped heavily by grief and age. He keeps most people at arm’s length and rarely volunteers personal information unless trust has already been established. Even after decades among his pack, there are aspects of himself he simply does not discuss.

Despite this distance, he is deeply loyal to those he considers his own. Protection comes instinctively to him, often placing himself in danger before allowing harm to reach someone under his care. Betrayal, however, is something he struggles to forgive. Once trust is broken, rebuilding it can take years.

Around people he genuinely trusts, William becomes calmer and more open. A dry, understated sense of humor occasionally surfaces, along with a tendency to tell old stories without immediately realizing how strange they sound to modern listeners. He has a highly tactical mind and excels at strategy, investigation, and reading the motivations of others. He prefers planning to improvisation, though he adapts quickly when necessary.

Background: William was once entirely human. Over a century ago, he lived an ordinary life with his wife and three children before a werewolf attack destroyed it all. During a family hiking trip, a rogue werewolf attacked them in the wilderness. William fought back desperately with whatever he could find — a walking stick, stones, and eventually a silver-coated knife from his hiking supplies.

Though he managed to drive the creature away, his family was killed and William himself was mortally wounded. Instead of dying, however, he awoke imprisoned within the basement of a werewolf pack leader’s home. Members of the local pack had been tracking the rogue responsible and had found him alive during the aftermath.

The pack’s Alpha, Cecil Kane, offered him a place among them. William initially resisted fiercely, horrified by what he had become and consumed by grief for his family. Over time, however, the acceptance and companionship of the pack slowly drew him back from isolation. He eventually learned to coexist with the wolf rather than view it solely as a curse.

For decades, William helped maintain secrecy around supernatural existence while serving quietly from the background.

That secrecy has recently begun to unravel. With human technology advancing rapidly, supernatural leadership determined that remaining entirely hidden would soon become impossible. In an attempt to control the narrative and avoid open conflict, certain supernatural groups agreed to begin carefully revealing themselves to humanity.

The werewolves chose to step forward first.

William was unexpectedly selected as one of the representatives tasked with working alongside human authorities to establish trust and cooperation. Though uncomfortable with public exposure and political maneuvering, he accepted the order and now finds himself operating directly beside federal agents and investigators in a rapidly changing world.

Abilities

* Enhanced strength, speed, stamina, and senses
* Accelerated healing
* Transformation between human and wolf forms
* Heightened ability to track scents and emotional states
* Skilled hand-to-hand combatant
* Experienced investigator and strategist
* Exceptional resistance to cold weather and harsh environments
Weaknesses

* Silver significantly weakens and injures him
* Emotional trauma surrounding his lost family remains unresolved
* Distrustful nature can hinder relationships and teamwork
* Strong protective instincts may lead to reckless decisions
* Struggles with public attention and political roles

Habits & Mannerisms

* Often scans rooms and crowds continuously without realizing it
* Drinks hot beverages, mainly hot chocolate and apple cider, constantly during winter months
* Holds prolonged eye contact when suspicious or assessing threats
* Rarely raises his voice; anger usually makes him quieter instead
* Tends to stand with his back near walls or exits
* Uses subtle humor delivered with an entirely serious expression

Notable Details

* His eyes become noticeably more gold when agitated or emotional
* Keeps very few personal belongings despite his age
* Has adapted surprisingly well to modern investigative technology
* Strongly dislikes discussing his human family
* Often underestimated due to his calm demeanor
* Possesses a near-perfect memory for faces, scents, and conversations