MacGuire is a gargoyle shifter — not the carved cathedral statues, but the real thing they were modeled after. As a species known as fierce protectors, MacGuire serves as the muscle on Conclave missions, the backup called in when suspects might give trouble.
He's thin and bespectacled with narrow features, sharp blue eyes, and a pale complexion that makes him look more like a mild-mannered accountant than a mythical guardian of stone.
But his magic tells a different story: to Gideon's auramancer senses, shaking MacGuire's hand feels like grasping a weathered boulder, all surprising firmness and underlying grit, as if his palm had just grazed a brick wall. There's a creature of legendary strength hidden beneath that unassuming exterior — it's just a shame MacGuire seems to know it.
He carries himself with a slightly pompous air, his reserved expression transforming into something smarmy whenever he gets an audience. He delights in making people guess what he is, and when he announces "gargoyle," he says it like he expects applause. Dacey has flat-out refused to have him assigned as her handler — "he gets on my nerves" — and Gideon suspects they'll never be friends.
But respect? That's harder to shake. Beneath the smugness is a symbol of protection, whether MacGuire acts like it or not.
