Julian once kept a one-card hand with only a Sol Ring and no lands—not out of confidence, but to see how long it would take the table to notice. He’s responsible for designing an interface that doesn’t make you question your will to live. Most of his feedback is delivered through chanclas to the face and the occasional Slack emoji. Only guy to out drink Robert Boucher, Jr. 

Chef earned his nickname back when he was serving up spicy frag grenades in COD lobbies before he could drive. These days, he’s sautéing spells and spicing up precons with his secret blend of 11 herbs, spices, and win-cons. He is currently crafting a scanning algorithm so potent it - it will be considered a controlled substance. In his free time he's hunting down the perfect torta—or two.

Dynomike doesn’t forgive, and he definitely doesn’t forget. Cross him once and he’ll remember you longer than your own family does. He’s tasked with making sure Junebug’s beautiful visions don’t fall apart the second someone touches them. Like Aragorn hunting the Uruk-hai, he doesn’t stop until balance is restored—or something bleeds.