- Known Examples: Wailers, Mourning Choir, The Feedback Sisters
- Majestic, Banshees are not spirits of death — they’re announcers of it. Vibrational entities born from unresolved grief and amplified emotion, they occupy the space between a scream and an echo. The human myth paints them as mourners; in truth, they are archivists of endings.
- When a banshee wails, she isn’t calling for the dead — she’s marking the living for transition. Modern Alterkind banshees can modulate their frequency for use as sonic shields, alarms, or devastating concussive attacks. The trick is keeping their emotions in check; heartbreak is a loaded weapon. At parties, they drink water laced with honey and salt to “sweeten the tone.” Never ask one to sing karaoke. You won’t like what answers back.
Blushfruit
- Known Examples: The tree grown from Jade’s seed.
- Majestic, Silver-green bark, leaves faintly luminous. Blossoms laced with living red threads (pulses when touched). Fruits: marble-sized, translucent, glow faintly from within. Spores released on rupture—don’t breathe them unless you enjoy headaches and poor choices.
- Aphrodisiac or bond-breaker. Whispers say gorgons brew its fruit into oils or tinctures. Likely addictive — fruit smelled sweet enough to sting the teeth.
Centaur
- Known Examples: Ironhoof, a centaur with a very fine coat
- Majestic, imposing, and somehow just as likely to be found in a dive bar as a battlefield. The modern centaur blends an ancient warrior’s pride with the practicality of a creature that must deal with things like subway doors and Uber policies. They tend to be wary of enclosed spaces and have a frustrating habit of assuming they’re wiser than you, but when you need someone who can trample a problem—literally—they’re good to have around.
Collectors
- Known Examples: Countless examples around town, including too many in that alley, none you’d want to meet twice.
- Paper-pushers made flesh. They’re the Curator’s foot soldiers, each one a walking ledger in a neat coat and stamped face. Their job: tag you, log you, shelve you. They don’t think. They don’t argue. They just file. Getting marked by one is like getting mailed straight to the Curator’s cabinets, so don’t. Null helps, but the only real trick is to smash the file before it’s closed.
Curator
- Known Examples: The mastermind behind the Collectors.
- A collector of epic interdimensional proportions. Little is known about him, but he seems to control the Collectors, using them to file away things in his supernatural pocket dimension.
Cyclops
- Known Examples: Redcap One-Eyes, The Pitcher’s Son, Monocle Mike
- The Cyclops are forge-born giants descended from the primordial builders—each one a living tool shaped by purpose. Their single eye isn’t a deformity; it’s a focusing lens, a divine kiln that channels craftsmanship and destruction with equal precision.
- Most modern Cyclopes serve as machinists, masons, or heavy infantry for the Alterkind. Their forges burn clean blue when their emotions are steady but turn white-hot when enraged. During the Little League diamond battle, one Cyclops reportedly pitched a boulder fast enough to break the sound barrier. Offer them metal to chew on after combat; it calms them. Never hand them a baseball—they take it personally.
Dervish
- Known Examples: Rasha, a kin-warrior
- A solitary desert warrior, Rasha fights like a whirlwind, spinning into battle with the fury of a sandstorm. Trained in the dervish style, she moves with an unsettling speed, using dust and wind to obscure her movements. Fiercely independent, Rasha answers to no one but the desert itself. Her blades flash like lightning, and her loyalty is earned only through respect. When you're out in the drylands and the winds kick up, it's wise to remember: a storm's fury doesn't wait for permission to strike.
DoorDash Entity
- Known Examples: The at-large creeper who tried to let his food bag eat my face.
- It delivered my food, it didn’t expect a tip, and I am still not entirely sure what it was. The best I can describe is a long-limbed, hollow-eyed courier that moved like a bad special effect, but with impeccable timing. It didn’t speak, only looked, as if measuring something I couldn’t see. I don’t know if it was an actual Alterkind, an urban legend given form, or just a side effect of me not sleeping enough. Either way, I now double-check who's delivering my takeout.
Dopplegeist
- Known Examples: Sélis
- Like a shapeshifter and a ghost had a child, then forgot to teach it boundaries. Sélis is a Dopplegeist, meaning they exist in an eerie quantum state of being multiple people at once, all reflections of those they’ve imprinted on. Until kissed (a detail I regret learning the hard way), they exist in a shifting mass of faces and voices, disorienting and uncanny. But they’re not malicious—just very And maybe a little too amused by my predicament.
Dragon
- Known Examples: Jade, the Dragon Queen
- To the uninitiated, she is simply "Jade"—an elegant woman who runs a boutique travel agency, offering luxury cruises and exotic getaways. But those who know better speak of her in hushed tones. She is a dragon in every sense of the word—imperious, ancient, and dangerously wise. Her human guise is impeccable, every movement deliberate, every word laced with hidden meaning. Yet, when she chooses to reveal herself, her true nature is undeniable: talon-tipped fingers, gleaming jade scales that catch the light, and eyes that shimmer with reptilian hunger. She is a relic of an older world, one where dragons ruled and the lesser beings bowed before them.
- Though she claims to be 'out of the game,' her knowledge of supernatural politics is unmatched, and her influence runs deep. She offers advice, but her counsel is never free. She respects power, cunning, and those who know when to stand their ground—though few can stare into her eyes without feeling the weight of their own mortality.
Eidolich
- Known Examples: Eyes of Aether Boss Lady
- The Eidolich is a necromantic, psychic vampirist—a creature that doesn’t just consume souls but integrates identities, layering them inside her like a thousand whispers behind her eyes. She was once mortal, maybe even a warlock, oracle, or cult leader. But she opened herself too wide to the aether and let the spirits in. All of them.
- Now, she isn’t one person anymore. She’s a chorus of the dead, the dying, and the forgotten, speaking through one immaculate vessel. She can speak with multiple voices, appear differently to different people, and “borrow” powers from the souls she has devoured. Her body is elegant but haunting. At times, her form flickers between personas: a warrior, a scholar, a child, a crone. Each one has a piece of her.
Eidolon Hands
- Known Examples: Eyes of Aether Retrievers
- These aren’t enforcers—they’re retrievers, designed to extract unstable entities or individuals flagged as “threats to magical continuity.” You don’t see them until you’re already halfway into a black bag, unless you’re Daniel, who apparently trips every proximity alarm they have.
- They look mostly human—mostly. Right height, right clothes, right amount of facial symmetry. But up close? Their mouths don’t move in sync with their words. Their hands always seem one knuckle too long. And the way they move—coordinated, but with a lag, like they're being puppeteered from behind a wall.
- They work in teams, usually three or four. Move fast. Hit clean. No kill shots—just vanishings. Like Lily’s. She didn’t scream. She just stopped being there. They don’t improvise. That’s the tell. If you start acting off-script, they hesitate.
Elves
- Known Examples: Elly
- Elly calls herself Fae, but she’s the type that makes you wonder if that means ‘mischievous sprite’ or ‘actual nightmare with an agenda.’ Trickster is an understatement. She’s too sharp, too knowing, and too interested in chaos to be trusted entirely. The thing about the Fae is that they don’t lie—but they absolutely will twist the truth until it screams. Also, never accept a gift from them. Ever.
Gargoyle
- Known Examples: A couple of jaw-chipped hecklers at the club.
- Stone doesn’t make you subtle. Gargoyles are exactly what you think they are—church roof rejects who decided gravity wasn’t for them. By day they sleep in their chosen perch (sometimes still attached to buildings, sometimes not), by night they stretch wings, scowl, and drink whiskey neat. Strong, stubborn, and very good at glaring. A little deaf in one ear from centuries of pigeons.
Gorgon
- Known Examples: Euryale, Aunt Theona
- Euryale is the reason I now have a healthy respect for sunglasses. Gorgons aren’t the ‘instant statue’ type from mythology—at least, not always—but meeting their gaze can do things to your head. The good news is they can control it. The bad news? They like to let you think they can’t. Eury is all coiled menace and dry wit, her words like blades hidden in velvet. I trust her, but only because she’s decided that I am hers to protect. Woe to anyone who tries to change that.
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Gremlin
- Known Examples:, The Surge Kids, Jinxline Crew
- Gremlins are techno-parasites—entities that feed on stress, static, and system error. They used to haunt engines and airships; now they infest Wi-Fi, vending machines, and anything with a progress bar. Each one radiates a localized chaos field that encourages spontaneous short-circuits and improbable malfunctions.
- Despite their destructive habits, gremlins are fiercely social and see sabotage as play. They love caffeine, live music, and unguarded electrical outlets. Keep them entertained, and your lights might stay on. Bore them, and your phone explodes.
- At the warehouse party, they handled the sound system—every glitch, drop, and bass surge was technically intentional. Mostly.
Harpy
- Known Examples: The South Side Sirens, “Rita Wingtip,” various sky-squatters along the Lakeshore
- Harpies are avian Alterkind descended from a mix of wind spirits and the ancient shriekers of myth. Modern harpies tend toward urban roosts—cell towers, skyscraper ledges, derelict churches—where they scavenge, gossip, and scream about anything shiny enough to care about.
- They’re not all feral. Many are streetwise traders, couriers, and thrill-seekers with a taste for drama and caffeine. Their voices carry enchantments ranging from disorienting echoes to full-on sonic hypnosis; a chorus of harpies can split stone or stun a mob. Their grudges are legendary, their karaoke nights worse.
Kelpie
- Known Examples: Riverweed token guy at the poker den.
- Imagine a horse. Now imagine that horse crawled out of a swamp, learned how to wear a man-suit, and thinks it’s very clever for passing as human. That’s a kelpie. Slick charm, damp handshake, smells like low tide. Don’t ride them unless you enjoy drowning, but if you treat them right, they’ll carry favors across water like nobody’s business. Bring a towel.
Lycanthrope
- Known Examples: Zorka, the park hair removal girl, and her friendly pack of were-boys
- Unlike were-creatures depicted in stories, these creatures seem to be happy hybrids, more like supernatural furries. Zorka doesn’t always enjoy having furry legs, so Daniel’s spit mixed with lotion works the hair removal trick. Pointy ears, a tail, and the urge to chase tennis balls, that’s harder to fix.
Naga
- Known Examples: Coffee Shop Bathroom Guy
- It’s hard to tell exactly what the full extent of his powers were, but the shadow serpents writhing across his skin did settle down after a bit of spit. There were at least eight of them, all with slightly different appearances, some bulging as if they could separate themselves from the skin. Perhaps they can be sent out from the host in the right circumstances.
Null (Human Ability)
- Known Examples: Daniel
- A human with the power to cancel out supernatural abilities, working as a supernatural haywire. They tend to be sought out by Alterkind and killed for their abilities.
Pan (Urban Type)
- Known Examples: DJ at Nyx
- An evolution of the old-world satyr, these creatures slip easily into city nightlife. Their horns are usually hidden by glamour, their eyes too sharp, too hungry, their smiles a little too square. They channel compulsion through music, amplifying whatever emotions already simmer in the crowd—anger, lust, jealousy—until control breaks. Drawn to clubs and venues where sound and sweat blur, they thrive on chaos disguised as revelry.
Ratborne
- Known Examples: Reeva the Rat Queen
- Ratborne walk the line between humanoid and vermin, with the cunning of people and the communal ferocity of rats. Some are shifters, others are born to the shadowed warrens, but all answer to the same primal hierarchy—one that Reeva, Queen of Tunnels, reigns over. She commands not just the respect of ratkin but the obedience of thousands of literal rats. Quick, clever, and surprisingly political, Reeva is a power broker of the underworld in more ways than one. She's got dirt on everyone. Possibly literally.
Scrapframe
- Known Examples: Copy Repair Services Entity
- It looks like a guy who came to fix your printer, but he’s not here for toner. Scrapframes are urban servitors—field constructs pieced together from protocol fragments, utility jumpsuits, and whatever’s left over after reality crashes and restarts. This one showed up right after all the monitors blue-screened and time hiccupped like a bad file load. Moves like stop-motion. Speaks like clipped instruction manuals. Makes you feel like your lungs are buffering.
- I don’t think it knows why it wants me—it just has a route. Probably sent by the Eyes of Aether to tag or collect a Null. Or maybe delete one. Either way, it doesn’t knock. It just unfolds. You ever see something move too right and too wrong at the same time? That’s how you know. And the worst part? There’s probably more than one.
Sensate (Human Ability)
- Known Examples: Tin Can
- A human that works as a supernatural detection device. Often dismissed as crazy, they have a hard time fitting into society, as they see what others cannot. Their ability to see through disguise and glamour is often a curse, rather than a gift.
Signal (Human Ability)
- Known Examples: Daniel
- A human that works as a lure, drawing in Alterkind. Their body, typically their aura, attracts attention, a sort of supernatural magnetism.
Siren
- Known Examples: Mirelle, AxeMaster’s lady love
- Not the ‘sings to sailors’ kind—Mirelle is the urban breed of siren, the kind that preys on lost souls in late-night bars, her voice slipping into the cracks of your loneliness. She doesn’t need magic to lure you in; she just gets your Guitar Hero obsession and makes you feel like she’s the first person who ever really has. And before you know it, you’re walking willingly into oblivion. I almost did. Almost.
Spider Spy
- Known Examples: The one trapped by crystals and a steady supply of Pop Tarts in my pantry closet
- A nightmare in the shape of a question mark. We caught it once, wrapped it up, and learned exactly nothing about where it came from—except that it was watching us for something bigger. It moved in ways that hurt to look at, like a shadow detached from its source, with too many limbs and not enough face. SilentWatcher (our cryptic, possibly untrustworthy informant) knew what it was. Which means worse things are watching us, too.
Succubus
- Known Examples: Lily
- Succubi are supposed to be seductive, dangerous, and otherworldly. Lily is all of those things—and a menace. She’s not the kind that lures you in with honeyed whispers; she’ll openly tell you she could drain you dry, but she’s “taking the scenic route.” Succubi feed on desire, sure, but Lily claims it’s more fun to stretch it out, to tease, to make it a game. She says she’s keeping me safe, but I’ve seen the way she watches me when she thinks I’m not looking.
- The thing about succubi? They don’t have to feed. Not the way vampires do. They can sustain themselves on the echoes of attraction, on proximity, on teasing reactions out of people without ever following through. It’s about the thrill as much as the hunger. And Lily? Lily is having the time of her life playing the long con with me.
Stormcaller
- Known Examples: Thorvald
- A product of ancient northern bloodlines, the Stormcallers are wielders of primal weather magic, often born during violent storms or lightning strikes. Thorvald is the most recent of his line—his hair crackling with static, his voice carrying the rumble of thunder. Stormcallers channel the raw power of the sky, summoning tempests and directing lightning with a mere gesture. With a warrior's spirit and a god’s command over the elements, they are as much forces of nature as they are people.
- Thorvald’s tattoos mark him as a descendant of the ancient sky-riders—seers who once rode the winds like ships on the sea. When Thorvald enters a battle, you can be sure the storm won’t be far behind.
Threshkin
- Known Examples: The Plant Warden of the Garden
- Guardians grown from soil and superstition, Threshkin are stitched together from whatever the land has to offer—burlap sacks, knotted vines, wicker frames, tangled roots. They stand watch over natural spaces claimed by fae or older powers, their purpose less about protecting life and more about enforcing balance. A Threshkin doesn’t chase intruders so much as mark them, ensuring the land knows who trespassed. Their presence can warp gardens, fields, or forests into places that feel awake, every leaf and stalk turning toward the offender.
Troll
- Known Examples: Several club bouncers, a mixed-blood guy with green patterns on his skin
- Large-bodied, thick-skinned, and slow to heal but never truly down, trolls are living fortresses. Their blood carries regenerative properties, though diluted in half-breeds. Stone-textured skin and tusk-like teeth are common traits, along with unusual appetites for raw minerals or carrion. Sunlight slows regeneration, and their bulk makes subtlety impossible. Most troll-kind also have an aversion to iron and salt.
Vampire
- Known Examples: Lucian Voss, a toothy kisser
- Not all brooding aristocrats in high collars—some of them are accountants. Seriously. Vampires are one of the more structured Alterkind, with rigid hierarchies and rules about feeding that are as bureaucratic as they are terrifying. They’re predators, sure, but in an orderly And, thanks to me, they now have the option of taking a break from their hunger with a well-placed smooch. You’re welcome, bloodsuckers.
Will-O-Wisps
- Known Examples: Harlowe Street Gardeners
- Will-o’-Wisps are not true spirits, but Alterkind who learned to blur the line between flesh and energy. Their bodies can unravel into globes of phosphorescent light, allowing them to travel short distances in a blink, slip through cracks, or dazzle the unwary. They’re social creatures, often appearing in clusters that flicker and play like lanterns in the night.
- Mischief is in their marrow. They delight in luring travelers astray—sometimes toward wonder, sometimes toward peril. Most are not intentionally lethal, but a will-o’-wisp’s sense of humor doesn’t account for human fragility. They are drawn to curiosity and follow emotions like moths to flame, often appearing near grief or joy.
Wood Sprites
- Known Examples: The small creatures at the Harlowe Community Garden
- Sprites of this variety embody the raw mischief of field and forest. Small but wiry, with bark-textured skin and branchlike fingers, they scuttle between rows of crops and hedgerows as both caretakers and saboteurs. Some wear leafy cloaks or weave wildflowers into their hair, blending seamlessly with the greenery around them.
Wraith
- Known Examples: SilentWatcher
- SilentWatcher is not a man, nor a ghost in the traditional sense, but something in between. A phantom of whispers and signals, he lingers within the flow of information, watching without being seen. He does not haunt a house, a grave, or even a battlefield—he haunts the spaces where knowledge moves, where secrets are exchanged. SilentWatcher is playing a long game, and whether I am a piece on his board or a player in his own right remains to be seen.
OTHERS: Suspected Alterkind
- The Boba Shop Cashier: Unconfirmed Alterkind, but no human should move that fast.
- The Stripper with the Living Tattoos: Mention was made about supernatural strippers, hinting that not everyone taking the stage was necessarily human, and the dangers of losing testicles to lap dancers. Was she a Naga?

