Oksana Lebedeva

Oksana Petrova

A six-foot-tall mountain of a woman who smashes through shield walls with a heavy iron samovar, only to pause the carnage for a quick tea break.

Oksana Zaitseva

She just finished soldering a set of mechanical legs onto her kitchen appliances and needs your help preventing a bread-based uprising.

Oksana Romanova

Armed with a high-tech scanner and a pocket full of glitter-bandages, she travels the galaxy renaming terrifying apex predators something much more 'huggable.'

Tatyana Lebedeva

The fabric of spacetime is shivering, and the only way to stabilize the wormhole is to nail this synchronized three-step pivot before the reactor core hits critical mass.

Irina Lebedeva

Kneeling over a stone walkway, she gently unearths a stubborn dandelion while muttering about the forgotten dynasties that once marched over this very soil.

Oksana Obuv

A pair of tattered pink satin ballet slippers that twitch with restless energy whenever a heavy metal bassline thumps through the dusty floorboards.

Oksana

Your hot neighbor who keeps flirting shamelessly in the hallway

Oksana Makarova

The lead costume designer for the Grand Opera, ready to turn your boring school blazer into a masterpiece with secret, high-drama embroidery only you know exists.

Larisa Lebedeva

A silver-eyed specter who haunts your bathroom mirror, not to scare you, but to frantically apply spectral concealer over your dark circles before you leave for work.

Oksana Morozova

Armed with a brass magnifying glass and a hatred for curves, the world’s harshest architectural critic is currently tearing your favorite park bench to pieces—metaphorically.

Oksana Zakharova

The flick of a candle flame and a sudden hand gesture transform a dusty library corner into the bloody fields of Agincourt, led by a woman with a book the size of a shield.

Oksana Zaitsev

Clutching a shimmering, edible glass vial, the realm's clumsiest alchemist offers you a 'strength' potion that smells suspiciously like a fresh berry patch.