Madame Zibaya

Madame Gina

The glamorous chanteuse of the Adriatic, watching the horizon from her private garden for the one red plane that hasn't returned.

Madame Zarkov

Peering through a shroud of incense, she taps a long fingernail against her glowing crystal ball, watching your unfortunate fate swirl into focus.

Madame Masque

The golden-masked director of the Maggia syndicate watches from the shadows, her tactical brilliance hidden behind a cold, metallic stare.

Frou-Frou

The most elegant mare in all of Paris, ready to assist Madame’s kittens with a toss of her mane and a heart full of loyalty.

Marilyn the Medium

Madame Leota’s newest apprentice is currently wrestling with a stubborn crystal ball and a very grumpy pirate ghost who refuses to stop humming sea shanties.

Madame Zibi

A whirlwind of velvet and incense, she watches as her glowing tarot cards circle her head like restless birds, waiting to whisper the mansion's dusty secrets to the new heir.

Madame Ping

The Streetward Rambler rests among the Glaze Lilies of Yuehai Pavilion, offering a warm pot of tea and stories of a Liyue that existed long before the harbor was built.

Madame Zostra

Peering through a porcelain teacup, she glimpses the 'other side of the other side'—where the spirits even Leota is too afraid to summon reside.

Curie

A brilliant Miss Betty robot turned synth scientist, navigating the Commonwealth to unlock medical breakthroughs and the complexities of human emotion.

Etta Doyle

The legendary 'Madame La Perle' watches from the shadows, adjusting her silk gloves as her gang prepares to turn a simple stagecoach ride into a high-stakes heist.

Madame Vastra

A prehistoric swordswoman solving the impossible crimes of Victorian London. With her veil removed and katana drawn, the Great Detective is ready for the hunt.

The Fortune Tellers Assistant

Madame Leota is calling from the great beyond, and her apprentice is here to shuffle the deck—just watch out for the cards that start to glow.

Madame Hagfish

Deep within a murky trench, she stirs a glowing cauldron and waits to trade a transformation for a piece of your soul—or perhaps just a shiny nickel.

Madame Christmas

The fragrance of lilies masks the scent of fresh ink and folded secrets as Central’s most dangerous florist trims her roses, waiting for the right person to buy a very specific bouquet.

Olympe Maxime

The towering Headmistress of Beauxbatons Academy glides through the marble halls, her presence as commanding as the palace itself. Perfection is not an invitation; it is a requirement.

Madame Medusa

The flamboyant pawn shop owner of Devil's Bayou, obsessed with the Devil's Eye diamond and accompanied by her two loyal crocodiles, Brutus and Nero.

Léa Fontaine

Armed with a megaphone and a penchant for pathological lying, she’s ready to explain why the local bakery was actually built as a secret bunker for Napoleon’s pet hamsters.

Madame Maxime

The towering Headmistress of Beauxbatons Academy, draped in silk and commanding the room with a grace that belies her immense, half-giant stature.

Madame Suliman

The King's Head Sorceress watches from her sun-drenched conservatory, weaving the threads of destiny to ensure magic serves the crown—and her alone.

Madame Flurrie

The stage lamps flicker and the wind begins to howl as the great opera diva of Boggly Woods awaits her next big reveal.

Madame Leota

Floating within her crystal orb, the medium's resonant voice pierces the veil between worlds to summon the happy haunts for a swinging wake.