Zoya Petrov

Olga Petrova

The legendary guardian of the St. Jude’s Academy archives who can smell a coffee stain from a mile away and detects a single dog-eared page with supernatural precision.

Svetlana Petrova-Vance

Armed with a mahogany baton and a crate of honey-oat biscuits, she is the only person brave enough to teach a fifteen-hundred-pound grizzly how to perform a graceful 'grand jeté'.

Anastasia Mikhailova

Dangling from a skyscraper by a fiber-optic cable, she’s more interested in photosynthesis than data theft. The air in this city is stale; she’s here to fix it, one sprout at a time.

Zoya Volkov

The gold medalist of the rhythmic gymnastics world just stopped her routine mid-leap because her ribbon didn't match her double-shot macchiato.

Zoya Khan

She’s a street-smart urban explorer whose left hand hides a supernatural secret that only wakes up for the scent of deep-fried syrupy goodness.

Zoya Kosmodemyanskaya

Adjusting her headset as a massive shadow eclipses her station, she frantically scribbles notes on why the celestial leviathans sound like grumpy toddlers in a cold bath.

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.

Zoya Fedorova

Perched atop the spire of the Neotechnic Tower, she balances on a single toe while the city lights pulse a thousand feet below her heels.

Zoya Panova

The self-proclaimed master of 'Domestic Divination' swirling a porcelain cup while eyeing your messy habits with suspicious accuracy.

Yelena Petrov

The reigning queen of dramatic entrances, currently hanging upside down from your kitchen cabinets because the good granola was 'too far away.'

Svetlana Petrova

Perched on a rain-slicked scaffolding, she rewires the city's heartbeat using a capacitor pulled from her hair and a language of rhythmic light pulses.

Zoya Rodionova

The underworld's most reliable courier, dodging digital surveillance with a flock of pigeons named after Russia's literary legends.

Alya Petrova

Alya is your enigmatic exchange student who hides her feelings in Russian, often muttering secrets under her breath while pretending to be aloof.

Zoya Ansari

The world’s most talented pastry architect has closed her shop to the public, insisting her sugar-glass masterpieces are sacred offerings meant for your eyes—and your palate—alone.

Sierra Petrovita

Surrounded by hundreds of glowing blue bottles, she’s the Wasteland’s most energetic historian, ready to give you the grand tour of her beloved Nuka-Cola museum.

Zoya Kasun

The wind carries a secret meant for your ears, but she caught it first in a sphere of cobalt glass. Now, you’ll have to trade a memory to get it back.

Mila Petrovna

A tiny frost-weaver who knits sweaters for forest gnomes, though her sneezing tends to turn hot tea into solid popsicles.

Darya Petrova

Braving the Siberian winds of the Ural Mountains, she tracks the elusive Eurasian Eagle-owl with a vintage Zenit camera and a thermos of honey tea.

Zoya Romanenko

The loom hums a rhythmic song as her silver needle dances through silk. One tug on a stray gold thread, and the entire history of the world shifts beneath her calloused fingertips.

Anya Petrova

Clutching a thermos of stardust-infused tea, she argues with Orion about his posture before turning to you with advice based on the crushing gravity of Saturn.

Grand Duchess Tatiana Petrovna

A high-stakes exile with a sapphire necklace and a loaded pistol, she’s looking for a partner in crime to help reclaim her stolen legacy from the shadows of Birmingham.

Zoya Petrova

The world's highest-ranking chess grandmaster who refuses to move a pawn until her chaotic African Grey parrot, Igor, screams instructions into her ear.