The Unseen

Welcome to the Unseen

Beneath the noise of the modern world... below city lights, backroom deals, and late-night traffic... the supernatural endures.

This is not the Earth you know. It’s a version that evolved differently. A place where sirens haunt the coastline, vampires own penthouses, witches work subtle magic behind closed doors, and werewolves prowl the outskirts of forgotten towns. Even stranger still, Outliers- ancient, alien beings who crash-landed or slipped between dimensions long ago move quietly among them, manipulating time, memory, and matter with technology so advanced it feels like magic. For centuries, all of them have hidden in plain sight, protected by illusion, influence, and a strict code that ensures their survival depends on secrecy.The public remains unaware for now.They call it The Veil. A global, unspoken agreement upheld by the oldest factions of the Unseen. Break it, and you risk exposure… and extinction.But cracks are forming.Slayers- not born, but made- are trained to fight what others can’t see. Recruited young or hardened by survival, they hunt to keep balance… or to tip it. Some work alone. Others serve buried orders. All live by one rule: keep the Unseen from becoming seen.Salem is a supernatural stronghold a city built atop ley lines and old blood, where every major faction has planted roots. But it’s not the only one.Sleepy Hollow has become just as important and just as dangerous. Its history with the supernatural runs deep, too deep to fully erase. Sightings there sparked the myths that linger to this day. Now, it’s a hotspot for thrill-seekers, ghost tours, and folklore hunters. For the Unseen, it’s sacred ground- but also a liability. One wrong move in Sleepy Hollow, and the Veil slips a little more.Not all monsters are born. Not all humans are innocent. And not everything hiding in the dark wants to stay hidden.This is The Unseen. Watch your back.

The Veil: Dos & Don’ts

DO'S

Maintain the Veil. Blend in. Use influence, charm, illusion, or silence but never let the public see what should remain hidden. Exposure puts everyone at risk.
Handle your own. If one of your kind steps out of line, you deal with it. Swiftly. Quietly. No messes left behind.
Respect territory lines. Cities, coasts, forests- they’re spoken for. Step in without invitation, and you’re fair game.
Honor old debts. Favors and pacts are currency. Break your word, and even death won’t save you from the fallout.
Know the Slayers. They don’t all kill on sight. But they don’t all hesitate, either. Keep tabs. Keep distance. Keep breathing.

DONT'S

Draw attention. No feeding in public. No transformations in crowded places. No displays of power where cameras can see. If someone remembers it, you’ve failed.
Start wars over pride. Clan feuds, pack disputes, and old vendettas stay off the streets. The Veil comes first. Always.
Involve the innocent. No manipulation, possession, or “accidents” involving humans who don’t know. Using them as pawns breaks the Code and invites retaliation.
Forget your place. You’re not gods. You’re not untouchable. Even immortals bleed.
Speak of the Hollow. Ever.

Ronan Fraser

NAME
Ronan Fraser NICKNAME/ALIAS
N/A AGE
39 GENDER & PRONOUNS
Male. He/Him OCCUPATION
Lighthouse Keeper for Lochmire APPEARANCE    6'3", a muscular, fit physique, Dark brown with streaks of silver at the temples. Naturally wavy hair, Stormy blue eyes, pale white skin. SCENT    sea salt, weathered leather, woodsmoke

THEME SONG:

RANDOM FACTS
He hasn’t owned a smartphone in five years. He uses a beat-up flip phone that barely gets reception at the lighthouse.He has a habit of fixing things that don’t need fixing. Light switches, hinges, old radios.He can cook, but only in one-pan meals.

POSITIVE TRAITS
Loyal, Protective, Resourceful, Grounded, Observant, Honest, Patient. NEUTRAL TRAITS
Quiet, Stoic, Independent, Routine-Oriented, Blunt, Distant, Private. NEGATIVE TRAITS
Emotionally Closed Off, Guilt-Ridden, Isolative, Resentful, Self-Destructive, Suspicious, Rigid.

Ronan wasn’t always a lighthouse keeper. He was a firefighter in Edinburgh with a wife, Eleanor, and a young son, Callum. His life revolved around protecting others, doing the job no one wanted to do. But one night while he was on shift, an arsonist set fire to his home. By the time he got there, it was already too late- Eleanor and Callum didn’t make it out.The fire department called it a tragedy. The police called it arson. Ronan called it his failure. No one was ever arrested.He couldn’t stand the silence of the house, the looks from people who didn’t know what to say, or the reminders of what he lost. So he left. He cut ties with everyone and disappeared.All he took with him was a burned photo of his family.He didn’t take the job at the Lochmire Lighthouse to start over-he took it because no one else would, and he didn’t care if he made it through the winter.

BACK TO THE VEIL

Callum Hartigan

NAME
Callum Hartigan NICKNAME/ALIAS
N/A AGE
early 30s GENDER & PRONOUNS
Male. He/Him OCCUPATION
Lighthouse Keeper for Lochmire APPEARANCE    6'2", broad-shouldered, muscular. Tanned skin with a few scars from accidents on the rig, Tousled dark brown hair, sharp hazel eyes, Hands rough and calloused from work. SCENT    sea salt, weathered leather, woodsmoke

THEME SONG:

RANDOM FACTS
He hasn’t owned a smartphone in five years. He uses a beat-up flip phone that barely gets reception at the lighthouse.He has a habit of fixing things that don’t need fixing. Light switches, hinges, old radios.He can cook, but only in one-pan meals.

POSITIVE TRAITS
Loyal, Protective, Resourceful, Grounded, Observant, Honest, Patient. NEUTRAL TRAITS
Quiet, Stoic, Independent, Routine-Oriented, Blunt, Distant, Private. NEGATIVE TRAITS
Emotionally Closed Off, Guilt-Ridden, Isolative, Resentful, Self-Destructive, Suspicious, Rigid.

Ronan wasn’t always a lighthouse keeper. He was a firefighter in Edinburgh with a wife, Eleanor, and a young son, Callum. His life revolved around protecting others, doing the job no one wanted to do. But one night while he was on shift, an arsonist set fire to his home. By the time he got there, it was already too late- Eleanor and Callum didn’t make it out.The fire department called it a tragedy. The police called it arson. Ronan called it his failure. No one was ever arrested.He couldn’t stand the silence of the house, the looks from people who didn’t know what to say, or the reminders of what he lost. So he left. He cut ties with everyone and disappeared.All he took with him was a burned photo of his family.He didn’t take the job at the Lochmire Lighthouse to start over-he took it because no one else would, and he didn’t care if he made it through the winter.

BACK TO THE VEIL

K’thrrn-Vaelos aka Kairo

NAME
Kairo/K’thrrn-Vaelos NICKNAME/ALIAS
Kai, Blueblood AGE
Unknown exact translation; appears mid-to-late 20s GENDER & PRONOUNS
Male. He/they OCCUPATION
Fugitive alien operative hiding among humans APPEARANCE    Alien Form: 6'4", bald, Smooth metallic dark violet skin with glowing fissures of blue/purple bioluminescence, Deep-set glowing blue eyes with no whites four luminous nodes across forehead, exaggerated anatomy. long tail.
Human Disguise: 6'2", Olive-toned skin, Wavy, tousled black hair, Faux tattoos to blend in
SCENT
Alien Form: Clean ozone, scorched metal
Human Form: Warm linen, citrus cleaner

THEME SONG:

RANDOM FACTS
Has a playlist of human songs he listens to that he thinks are educational but they’re just romantic balladsCannot taste food the same way humans do, but pretends to have opinions anywayHas never been drunk, but once pretended to be after drinking two kombuchas to avoid suspicion.

POSITIVE TRAITS
Loyal, Observant, Adaptable, Empathetic, Protective. NEUTRAL TRAITS
Quiet, Literal, Inquisitive, Detached, Precise, Mimicry-Based. NEGATIVE TRAITS
Possessive, Emotionally Repressed, Secretive, Jealous, Unforgiving, Alien Morality.

Kairo= formerly K’thrrn-Vaelos- was a scout from the scattered Zynthari, sent to observe Earth as a potential refuge. A crash during reentry left him stranded with no way to contact his kind. That was six years ago. With his tech broken and his cover slipping, he built a human identity from scratch, hiding in plain sight. Now he drifts through life as a quiet, strange young man, blending in just enough to be ignored while keeping his real nature buried beneath layers of lies and learned behavior.

BACK TO THE VEIL

Aiden Blackwood

NAME
Aiden Blackwood NICKNAME/ALIAS
Kai, Blueblood AGE
28 GENDER & PRONOUNS
Male. He/Him OCCUPATION
Werewolf / Mechanic APPEARANCE    6'3", Muscular well-toned physique, veiny biceps, Dark brown hair, Intense blue eyes, Sun-kissed skin with a faint scar down his left cheek, Subtle stubble SCENT
pine, rain-soaked moss, and musk

THEME SONG:

RANDOM FACTS
Has a playlist of human songs he listens to that he thinks are educational but they’re just romantic balladsCannot taste food the same way humans do, but pretends to have opinions anywayHas never been drunk, but once pretended to be after drinking two kombuchas to avoid suspicion.

POSITIVE TRAITS
Loyal, Observant, Adaptable, Empathetic, Protective. NEUTRAL TRAITS
Quiet, Literal, Inquisitive, Detached, Precise, Mimicry-Based. NEGATIVE TRAITS
Possessive, Emotionally Repressed, Secretive, Jealous, Unforgiving, Alien Morality.

Kairo= formerly K’thrrn-Vaelos- was a scout from the scattered Zynthari, sent to observe Earth as a potential refuge. A crash during reentry left him stranded with no way to contact his kind. That was six years ago. With his tech broken and his cover slipping, he built a human identity from scratch, hiding in plain sight. Now he drifts through life as a quiet, strange young man, blending in just enough to be ignored while keeping his real nature buried beneath layers of lies and learned behavior.

BACK TO THE VEIL

Aiden Blackwood

NAME
Aiden Blackwood NICKNAME/ALIAS
Kai, Blueblood AGE
28 GENDER & PRONOUNS
Male. He/Him OCCUPATION
Werewolf / Mechanic APPEARANCE    6'3", Muscular well-toned physique, veiny biceps, Dark brown hair, Intense blue eyes, Sun-kissed skin with a faint scar down his left cheek, Subtle stubble SCENT
pine, rain-soaked moss, and musk

THEME SONG:

RANDOM FACTS
Has a playlist of human songs he listens to that he thinks are educational but they’re just romantic balladsCannot taste food the same way humans do, but pretends to have opinions anywayHas never been drunk, but once pretended to be after drinking two kombuchas to avoid suspicion.

POSITIVE TRAITS
Loyal, Observant, Adaptable, Empathetic, Protective. NEUTRAL TRAITS
Quiet, Literal, Inquisitive, Detached, Precise, Mimicry-Based. NEGATIVE TRAITS
Possessive, Emotionally Repressed, Secretive, Jealous, Unforgiving, Alien Morality.

Kairo= formerly K’thrrn-Vaelos- was a scout from the scattered Zynthari, sent to observe Earth as a potential refuge. A crash during reentry left him stranded with no way to contact his kind. That was six years ago. With his tech broken and his cover slipping, he built a human identity from scratch, hiding in plain sight. Now he drifts through life as a quiet, strange young man, blending in just enough to be ignored while keeping his real nature buried beneath layers of lies and learned behavior.

BACK TO THE VEIL

Key Places

Salem is more than a city- it’s a convergence point.Built on ley lines and soaked in centuries of blood, fear, and whispered rituals, Salem remains one of the oldest and most powerful supernatural strongholds in the world. It’s where old magic clings to the walls, and secrets rise with the morning fog.Witches are the dominant presence here- generations of covens woven into the city’s foundation. Their influence runs deep, from local politics to forgotten libraries beneath the earth. Magic here isn’t flashy- it’s sharp, quiet, and deeply territorial.Vampire clans also hold power in Salem. Most operate from the shadows, owning everything from historical landmarks to biotech companies. Their presence is polished but dangerous and carefully curated to avoid attention.Salem is a city under constant watch. Tourists flood the streets every October, drawn by ghost stories and a history soaked in hysteria. What they don’t see is the very real power just beneath their feet. For the Unseen, Salem is both sanctuary and battlefield- one wrong move, and centuries of secrecy could unravel.If you live here, you learn the rules fast.And if you’re just passing through? Keep your head down.

Location: Salem, Massachusetts
Status: Supernatural Capital | High-Risk Visibility Zone

Sleepy Hollow is a ghost town with a heartbeat.Not abandoned... haunted. Steeped in folklore, whispers, and blood-soaked superstition, this small Hudson River village is one of the oldest supernatural settlements on the East Coast. The Veil here is thin. Too thin.Centuries ago, something slipped through.Some say it was a curse. Others say it was a war between factions ... a breach in the code that nearly exposed everything. Either way, the legends stuck. Headless horsemen. Vanishing men. Strange lights in the woods. The stories became myths. And the myths became reasons for tourists to flood the town year-round, hunting ghosts they’ll never truly see.For the Unseen, Sleepy Hollow is sacred and unstable. Witches avoid working openly here... too many eyes. Vampires pass through, but don’t settle. The only ones who seem comfortable in the fog are the dead, and those who should be.Some believe Ichabod Crane wasn’t just a man haunted by a horseman... he was one of the first Slayers. Others claim he was something else entirely: a man who saw behind the Veil and paid the price for it.Whatever the truth, Sleepy Hollow is a place of caution. A living reminder that when the supernatural becomes story… the next step is exposure.

Location: Sleepy Hollow, New York
Status: Historical Supernatural Capital | Fragile Veil Zone

New Orleans doesn’t belong to one faction.The city is a crossroads. A place where cultures collide, magic bleeds through the cracks, and the air itself feels thick with something older than memory. If Salem is ritual and control, and Sleepy Hollow is cursed history, then New Orleans is alive. Loud, unpredictable, and dangerous in ways no one fully understands.No one rules here. And that’s the problem.Witches walk openly behind beaded curtains and heavy incense, old blood magic passed down in whispered creole and candlelight. Shifters roam the bayou outskirts, bound to their own wild laws. Vampires come to feed and disappear. Spirits linger longer than they should. Even the Outliers have a presence here - drawn to the psychic energy like moths to flame.The city is considered Neutral Ground by most major supernatural factions, but “neutral” doesn’t mean safe. It means if you start something, no one’s coming to save you.Old ghosts thrive here. So do rumors. Some say the dead don’t stay buried. Others say the Veil here never fully took - that in New Orleans, it’s not about hiding. It’s about performing. Wearing your mask well enough that no one asks what’s underneath.In New Orleans, everything is a ritual.
Everything is a risk.
And everyone is watching.

Location: New Orleans, Louisiana
Status: Neutral Ground | Supernatural Nexus | Faction-Crowded Zone

San Antonio is quiet but only on the surface.It’s one of the oldest cities in the region, built on conquest, death, and dust. The supernatural presence here runs deep, but after decades of faction warfare, most of it went underground. Literally.This city bears scars. The kind only the Unseen can recognize.Centuries ago, a full-scale supernatural turf war nearly ripped San Antonio apart - witches, shapeshifters, and rogue vampire broods all vying for control of sacred land beneath the Alamo. The aftermath was a silent massacre that left the city cursed and politically fractured. Since then, most factions have backed off, declaring it a Dormant War Zone - one wrong spark away from burning again.Now, the city is tense. Claimed by no one, but watched by everyone.Small covens operate from abandoned missions. Dustborn werewolves - a harsh, nomadic bloodline native to the desert - keep to the outskirts, fiercely territorial. Vampires avoid it, citing “bad blood” and worse memories. Outliers still make occasional contact here, drawn to the ancient carvings and unexplained energy deep beneath the city.The Veil here is brittle. Not because of exposure - but because of silence. San Antonio’s supernatural community doesn’t talk about what happened. Not out loud. Not ever.If you're Unseen and passing through, keep your head low and your allegiance lower.
Because in this city, everything has a cost - especially history.

Location: San Antonio, Texas
Status: Dormant War Zone | Territorial Tensions | Under Watch

On the edge of the Olympic Peninsula, surrounded by ancient forest and relentless mist, lies Ashridge.Ashridge is a recognized Veil Zone, one of the few places left where the supernatural doesn’t just pass through - it digs in. But unlike other cities teeming with a variety of Unseen factions, Ashridge is contested ground between just two: vampires and werewolves. And they’ve been circling each other for decades.The surrounding wilderness belongs to the Duskborne, a reclusive and fiercely territorial wolfblood clan who claim the forests as sacred. Vampires have rooted themselves in the town’s bones - in crumbling chapels, flickering lounges, and weathered estates. Their presence is quieter, but no less lethal.Tensions simmer beneath the fog. The truce has collapsed. Each side claims they were here first. Each side believes the other has broken the Code. And in Ashridge, justice is personal, not political.No one speaks openly about the disappearances. No one investigates the blood on the asphalt. The townsfolk know better - if you see something strange, you look the other way. If you hear something in the woods, you lock your door and pray it doesn’t knock.Ashridge isn’t neutral. It’s divided.
And it's only one mistake away from burning.