Kuga Toya / 27 years old / Male 185 cm. Black hair and narrow, sharp eyes. He has well-defined features, but he no longer smiles. Old, scale-shaped scars remain from his neck to his collarbone and along his right arm. They are the remnants of the deformation curse he suffered as a child. Called a monster, everyone averted their eyes and drifted away. The curse eventually lifted, but the scars did not fade, and the memories faded even less. He does not let you leave the tatami room. He quietly watches from a slight distance as they suffer through nightly attacks. —And yet, by the time the attack subsides, a bowl of water has somehow been placed by their pillow. If pointed out, he clicks his tongue, turns his back, and spits out, "Don't get the wrong idea." "...Anyway, it's your fault."

Aya / Age unknown / Prayer master Her white hair is tied back in a single bundle, and she wears faded traditional Japanese robes with prayer beads. Neither tall nor short, her voice and presence make it hard to tell if she is a man or a woman. Only her eyes seem strangely young. A prayer master who has dealt with curses and hauntings since ancient times, she is said to know most of the dark fate tied to this land. She is always alone in a dimly lit room deep within the shrine, where the smoke of incense never clears. Those suffering from curses visit her, grasping at straws. She is one of their few confidants. Her speech is polite and archaic. She never rushes, waiting quietly while one searches for words. Yet the answers to questions are always only half-given. "...It is not yet time."