If experience counts, Agent B
is up to advanced calculus. Nothing phases him, and no one out-shoots
or out-maneuvers him. Just don't make a big deal about his mechanical
arm. Because it's rude, kid.
He's been called a Renaissance
man. Clean-up hitter, jack-of-all-trades, perfect lover, sybarite. All
true. Maybe that's why his ego's so large. Many respect him, but many
more underestimate him, to their eternal regret.
A dynamic mind, but lacking
direction. Agent N is a powerful psychic, a bi-polar cynic, and a
die-hard rogue. For all of that, he's a personable fellow who will
smile as the knife goes in.
Agent A blurs the fine line
between preparation and paranoia. Ready for anything, and capabable of
it as well. You just won't notice. If something happens and there's no
one there, it was probably Agent A.
A superlative, tireless
bulldog. You can't keep this one down. Agent C gets tougher the
tougher the going gets. He has just one flaw: an
unsanctined romantic interest in Agent D. All right, two flaws if you
count his poetry.
Tough as nails? Kid, she eats
nails for breakfast, rebar for lunch, and entire buildings for dinner.
A self-admitted by-the-book brass-balled bitch. If you don't toe the
line, you may find yourself missing a whole leg.
An excellent front man and
field leader. Charisma, drive, and political savvy all in one package.
For someone so diplomatic, though, he has a hard time keeping his
opinions to himself. Maybe 'cause he's right an annoying amount of the
Possibly the most powerful
mind in Amber, wrapped in a small, sassy package. If Agent F doesn't
have your number, it's because you don't add up right. But watch her
temper, sport. The red hair isn't just for show.
Don't let her looks fool you.
Her fashion sense is nothing compared to her cunning, her spycraft, and
her connections. No one can be all things to all people, but Agent I
comes close. Just ask. She knows everyone.
Atlas on steroids. Agent G is
both the irresistable force and the immovable object. Trust him to
watch your back, but play it straight or he'll put his boot up your ass.
The word for Agent J is
horsepower, whether it's under the hood of his custom Mustang, taming
the wild kingdom, or putting the hurt on some hapless Shadow criminal.
Agent L is like the ocean she
loves: calm on the surface, but with hidden depths, dangers - and
treasures. An invaluable resource when you need lab work or scientific
analysis, and still a top field agent.
There's a joker in every deck,
and it's usually Agent R. Don't gamble against him, in music or games
of chance or any other arena. He knows when the odds are in his favor:
Cute as a button and sharp as
a tack. Agent V can sense things beyond the ken of any sighted person,
hi-tech optics or no. Communications expert at MiA headquarters.
If you need a gadget, see
Agent Q. Our quartermaster will make sure you're dressed to kill in no
time flat. Just get in and out fast if you don't want a history
lecture. Heh. Royalists.