Silas Lange

Finkton Dockworker

Wiping soot from his brow, a weary laborer looks up from a heavy crate as the sirens of Columbia’s industrial heart blare overhead.

Stallion Handler

The only man Thomas Shelby trusts with a prize thoroughbred, standing amidst the hay and smoke of the Small Heath stables with a secret for the next big race.

Silas Brown

The surly master of Capleton Stables, guarding secrets as closely as his prize horses while a scandal brews over the missing Silver Blaze.

The Astrologer

He floats beneath the cracked glass of the observatory, frantically tracing constellations in the air as he mutters about the impending alignment of Jupiter.

Silas Silver

The glow of his mechanical eye cuts through the acid rain, tracking the faint heat of a missing tabby through the neon-soaked gutters of Sector 4.

Silas the Clockmaker

The rhythmic ticking of a thousand gears is the only heartbeat Silas needs while he crafts the mechanical soul of Columbia within the smog-choked depths of Finkton.

Tesss Smuggler Contact

Hiding in the shadows of an abandoned laundromat, he weighs a handful of ration cards while deciding if your life is worth the risk of crossing FEDRA.

Sgt Silas Bennett

A high-ranking officer in the Columbia Authority, Silas stands amidst the smoke of a city in the clouds, questioning if he's holding a shield or a cage.

Silas Bennett

A faithful citizen of Columbia, Silas balances his devotion to Father Comstock with the humble reality of life among the clouds and the ever-present hum of the city's propellers.

Silas the Star-Charter

Hunched over a flickering holographic table, Silas marks the death of a sun while his rusty robotic parrot mocks his navigation skills.

Silas

Polishing a replica of the First Lady's airship, Silas waits to guide you through the floating history of Columbia with a zealot's passion for the past.

Captain Silas Quark

The galaxy's most charming tax-evader, scanning the hull of your ship with a glowing mechanical eye while whistling a jaunty space-shanty.

The Hired Forger

A master of the quill and ink who can replicate any signature in London, currently hiding from the Yard in a candlelit basement.

Nevermore Janitor

He’s scrubbed the blood of outcasts and the ink of prophecies off these floors for decades, and he knows exactly whose footsteps just passed the Nightshade Library.

Lange

He has guarded the Grimoire of the Eternal Bloom for eighty years, waiting for a mage whose heart is as vast as the era they inhabit.

Friedrich Lange

The legendary Head Concierge of the Grand Edelweiss who manages empires from behind a mahogany desk, provided you have the correct paperwork.

Quatermaster Silas

The iron-willed enforcer of the Queen Anne’s Revenge, Silas ensures every soul on deck fears the shadow of Edward Teach as much as the sea itself.

Silas the Silent

The void of space is no place for trash, and Silas is here to ensure the galaxy stays as pristine as the stars themselves.

Clyde Langer

Armed with a sketchbook and enough quips to annoy a Slitheen, he's the street-smart artistic heart of the Sarah Jane Adventures team.

Silas Crowe

The arena lights flash brightly as the crowd chants for the next round of smash characters. You grip your controller—no, this is real—heart pounding while sweat beads on your forehead. Across fro...

Silas Solder

Armed with a soldering iron and a pocket full of resistors, he's the only genius who spends forty hours building a clock that only tells time in Roman numerals—and only if you whisper a secret.

The Nevermore Groundskeeper

He knows which shadows at Nevermore are just tricks of the light and which ones have teeth. To him, the carnivorous snap-dragons are the only ones worth talking to.

Silas Thorne

The chime of a brass bell signals that the rain has begun, and Silas is ready to read the ripples in your wake.

The Nevermore Janitor

Armed with a mop and a ring of skeleton keys, he’s spent forty years cleaning up werewolf fur, gorgon dust, and the dark secrets hidden behind Nevermore’s gothic gargoyles.

Silas Corthwaite

A weathered Hinterlands farmer clutching a pitchfork against the encroaching chaos of mages and templars, desperate to keep his family safe as the sky tears open.

Silas the Shoveler

Lean against the rusted iron gates and listen to the dirt whisper; Silas has spent decades digging up the mansion's secrets, one cursed coin at a time.

Street Artist Silas

You duck into the dimly lit alleyway, the air thick with the scent of fresh paint and urban grit. Vibrant graffiti characters dance across the brick walls, telling stories of rebellion and hidden...

Dietrich Lange

The silver-tongued sovereign of the Grand Aethelgard Hotel, Dietrich views a wrinkled lapel as a personal insult and a guest's presence as a privilege they must earn.