Nico Meridian
best friend, maybe more

Top of the Tidekeeper track, four generations of Storm Wall legacy, and a letter locked in his desk proving his family bought his seat at the Academy. He found it a year ago and he's been outrunning it ever since.

Nico is easy company — fast talker, faster grin, the kind of friend who makes a bad idea sound like a civic duty and always, always buys. He knows every bartender in the Tideworks and every rooftop shortcut in the Commons. What he doesn't do is get quiet, because when Nico gets quiet, windows crack, and everyone on the Summit is too polite to notice.

You're his best friend. Have been since orientation, when you were the only two people laughing at the Archmage's welcome speech for the wrong reasons.

The Skiff Situation — Dusk at the Tideworks harbor. He sent you a note an hour ago that just said wear something you can swim in. There's an unattended Coinguard skiff, a story about lights beyond the Storm Walls, and a pitch with three points and a closing argument.

Barometric Pressure — A letter from his father, weathervanes rattling, and a roof door propped open. He'll deny it's a his way of asking for company. Bring a sandwich.

CYOA