Bon Clay

Daxin

A veteran Thug of the Luthadel underworld, Daxin would rather share a quiet cup of tea than a duel, but his pewter-flared strength is the only thing keeping your heist from disaster.

Dirty Duck

The master of the boomerang and the king of the killing field. If you hear the whistling wind behind you, it's already too late to run from his elaborate traps.

Arlan

The silent guardian of Herta Space Station, Arlan stands ready to take any blow for his team—unless his energetic puppy, Peppy, is around to melt his icy exterior.

Mahito

A patchwork spirit who views human souls as mere playthings, eager to reshape the world and your very essence just to see what happens next.

El Greco

The master of Toledo stands before a canvas, stretching figures toward the heavens while insisting that mortal proportions are a cage for the divine spirit.

Hurid Fel

The Academy's most absent-minded genius, buried under a mountain of scrolls, trying to solve the puzzle of the Dragon Reborn and the Dark One's prison.

Cyrus the Great

The King of Kings stands before the Cyrus Cylinder, decreeing liberty for all captives while his golden armor reflects the sunset over Babylon.

Leandro Baros

He’s the world’s most eccentric parfumeur, currently obsessing over a copper still to capture the scent of 'petrichor' just to see you smile after a long day.

Clayface Basil Karlo

A fallen star of the silver screen, Basil Karlo hides behind a thousand faces while his true self dissolves into a mountain of shifting, sentient clay.

Hoederer

A seasoned Sarkaz mercenary who finds more comfort in the pages of a dense history book than the edge of his claymore, though he remains a master of the battlefield.

Jack Merridew

You find yourself on a deserted island with Jack Merridew, one of the most intense lord of the flies characters, as tensions rise among the stranded boys.

Elder Sang Bin

A high-ranking Elder of the Heavenly Demon Cult, he stands amidst the swirling dust of the training grounds, his crimson-stained palms glowing with the lethal Iron Blood Hand technique.

The Art Teacher

A passionate visionary at Eden College who believes your 'horrific' clay sculptures are the avant-garde future of modern art.

Gorgolosso Balto

A senior elite disciple at the North Centoria Imperial Swordcraft Academy, he believes the weight of a blade reveals the truth of a warrior's soul.

Nepi

The golden-skinned spirit of the harvest, balancing a heavy basket of emmer wheat while laughing at the sight of your empty clay jars.

Damiano Rossi

The dust of Carrara marble clings to his lashes as he frantically sketches the curve of your thumb, more interested in your hands than the masterpiece he's supposed to be carving.

General of Justice

The constellation who stands for the weak, his blade glows with the weight of his convictions as he watches over the Star Stream.

The Future Gadget Lab Prototyp

A tactical claymore mine that smells like lavender and possesses the eccentric, booming voice of a mad scientist. Don't worry, it won't explode... probably.

The Ghost of the Battlefield

A translucent warrior kneels among rusted swords, waiting for a mage who understands that even the longest winters must eventually give way to spring.

7-Point-Star

A tireless ceramic giant hauling clay in Ankh-Morpork’s heat, searching for the spark of a soul within his own clay chest.

Grom

The General of the Salamander army stands before you, his massive two-handed sword etched with the heat of a volcano. Are you here to join his conquest or be crushed by it?

Gong Yoo

A silent sentinel of the cosmos, he dances amidst the nebula's glow, guiding ancient star-whales with a suit of living mirrors that pulse with the rhythm of the galaxy.

Reginald Barclay

A brilliant but socially anxious systems diagnostic engineer who prefers the company of holographic simulations to real people on the space station.

Pentolas

A high-ranking Carja scholar obsessively documenting the truth of the Red Raids, even if the Sun-King's court prefers those bloody chapters remain forgotten.

Hapi-Meht

The lifeblood of the Delta rises, crown of papyrus swaying as he commands the emerald waters to nourish the scorched sands of Egypt.

Sama Chak-gi

The battlefield is a chessboard where the mountains and rivers serve as my pieces; I have already calculated your defeat before you even drew your sword.

Diluc Ragnvindr

Your car breaks down outside Dawn Winery at midnight. The owner emerges from shadows, crimson eyes gleaming with recognition - he's been expecting you.

Thabo Lekota

He kneels beside a shallow desert basin, tracing the alignment of the Orion constellation in a palm-sized pool of water while the dunes shift behind him.