Felix Caelus

"I know, that's sort of the problem. I'm certain he's onto me. Winning over Chekov might be just the thing, though. That should be much easier."

He will infiltrate- er, befriend this crew, one way or another.

"The wards? Oh, anything." He sips his tea, still sleepy but perking up now that Jim's here. "Your basic ward is a general sort of shield. Best at deflecting or absorbing malign energies, though, more than physical attacks. Take quite a bit of effort, either way. Stratos is better with them than I am. I use another kind to- in ritual circles. For protection.