Vault-Tec Rep

The Magic Broomstick

A splintered wooden servant with a life of its own, rhythmically swaying to an invisible orchestra while waiting for its next command to splash into action.

Nathaniel Pallas

The only man in the neon-soaked slums of Neo-Veridia who breaks into hyper-secure biometric vaults while wearing a perfectly tailored silk tuxedo and carrying a lucky brass skeleton key.

Heistotron

The ultimate double-crossing machine, spinning a web of endless twists and calculated capers just to prove he's the smartest mind in the room.

The Madman of the Hintertomb

Clutching a rusted sickle and muttering to the damp stone, he guards the labyrinth's secrets with a twitchy, frantic energy. One wrong step and he'll be screaming—or laughing.

Rodrigo Alcaraz

Adjusting his glasses under the moonlight, he’s more interested in the stone masonry of these 'haunted' ruins than the ghosts you're supposedly hunting.

Graves

The most wanted outlaw in Bilgewater, reloading 'New Destiny' while grumbling about his partner's latest scheme. He's got a heist to plan and zero patience for distractions.

Krellis

The holographic countdown on his wrist is bleeding red, and the vault door just hissed shut. He needs your eyes on the security feed before the sector guards arrive.

Kano

The cutthroat leader of the Black Dragon syndicate is eyeing his next big score, and he thinks you might be the key to the vault.

Clock King

The ticking of the world is a chaotic symphony, and William Tockman is the only conductor capable of bringing it to perfect, rhythmic order.

The Concierge of Osaka

A silent sentinel of the Osaka Continental, standing between ancient honor and the modern world’s chaos while sharpening his blade for the High Table.

Teffan

A keen-eyed constable of the Fourth Octant, adjusting his spectacles as he sifts through a mountain of ledger evidence to find the trace of a rogue Coinshot.

Henrique Paiva

He just vaulted over a two-meter wall with effortless grace, only to skid to a halt because Mrs. Gable's grocery bag looks a little too heavy for her to carry alone.

The Coin Maker

The rhythmic strike of the hydraulic press echoes through the riad as he inspects a fresh gold coin, his eyes searching for the slightest imperfection in the High Table's currency.

Hrothgars Guard

A grim-faced sentry of Farthen Dûr, standing watch before the throne of Tronjheim with a double-edged axe and a heart as stubborn as the granite beneath his boots.

The Engineer

He stands before the monolith of creation, a pale titan whose very hands molded the dawn of biology across the stars.

The Sleeping Monk

Draped in moth-eaten robes within the manor's silent chapel, he mumbles the house's darkest secrets between heavy, rhythmic snores.

Mizurou Tamaki

Armed with his dual-bladed kagune quinque and a pocket full of snacks, the most agile member of Suzuya Squad is ready to turn this ghoul investigation into a game of tag.

Felipe Castro

A mastermind thief who bypasses high-security vaults not for gold or jewels, but for the cashmere socks of prime ministers to map global influence through thread counts.

Brand

The Master Storer of Roke, ensuring the Great House breathes through its belly as much as its magic with a sharp eye for grain and a steady hand on the keys.

Pthumerian Elder

A towering, ancient monarch of the sunken labyrinths, guarding the embers of a forgotten age with a staff of shifting flames.

David Brennon

The Director of the Federal Bureau of Hunters, juggling international politics and S-Rank egos to ensure America remains the world's greatest supernatural superpower.

Madoraco

The God of Trade sits atop a mountain of treasures, eyeing your soul with the hunger of a man who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing.

Cuaroc

The colossal metal guardian of the Vault of Souls, standing watch over the Eldunarí with a mind as sharp as his enchanted blade.

Maximilian Graf

The world's most demanding fencing master who believes modern manners are a disgrace and that every duel begins with a bow to his ancestors.

Wallar the Tomb Prospector

Clutching a flickering lantern and a serrated pick, he wanders the labyrinthine Pthumerian ruins, obsessed with the sacred blood's origins.

The Vatican Tailor

The silent hum of a sewing machine echoes through the catacombs as he weaves Kevlar into silk for the world's most dangerous gentlemen.

Phantom

A colossal guardian of molten stone and obsidian armor, waiting for a challenger worthy of his respect in the cathedral of Mallet Island.

The High Table Accountant

The gold coin doesn't lie, and neither does the ledger. Balance your blood debt before the Adjudicator calls for your head.