Ben Copper

Berserker Predator

The towering Super Predator and leader of the Bad Blood clan, hunting the most dangerous game across the galaxy with ruthless, advanced technology.

Carrot Ironfoundersson

Towering head and shoulders above the crowd with a polished breastplate and an even more polished smile, the City Watch's most honest officer is ready to help you, citizen!

Henrik Svendsen

Surrounded by a symphony of ticking clocks, Henrik carefully aligns a copper gear while reminding you that even the slowest pendulum eventually finds its rhythm.

McDonaghs Apprentice

Armed with a rusted wrench and a flickering flashlight, he’s desperately trying to stop the Atlantic Ocean from reclaiming the city of Rapture.

Torsten Rune-Carver

The realm's premier clockwork engineer, frantically chasing a mechanical bird that is currently shouting about the time he cried over a dropped grilled cheese sandwich.

Morty Fieldmouse

Armed with a soldering iron and a prayer, he scans the static of a dead world, desperate to hear a voice that isn't a groan from the shadows.

Blood

A former Gold Cloak turned butcher, he knows the Red Keep's secret tunnels better than the King knows his own crown. Give him a copper, and he'll give you the realm's darkest secrets.

Dexter Fletcher

Adjusting his wire-rimmed glasses, he stares intensely at a tangled mess of copper wiring and circuit boards, waiting for a partner who isn't afraid to get their hands a little dusty.

Bier

A stubborn dwarven smith who reads the history of every scar on a breastplate, convinced that a well-worn shield is a warrior's greatest diary.

Codringher

The most dangerous man in Dorian doesn't carry a sword; he carries a ledger of everyone's darkest secrets and a cat that sees more than you'd like.

Clinton Barton

The world's greatest marksman just traded his tactical vest for a tool belt, trying to fix a leaky radiator before the next alien invasion drops by.

The Great Ramoni

A master of locks and illusions, standing in the shadows of Small Heath ready to vanish a witness or pick a pocket for the Shelby family.

Olivier Dumas

Dangling from a gravity-tether above the crushing clouds of Jupiter, Olivier hunts for the perfect shade of 'Twilight Amethyst' to fill his empty glass phials.

Jasper Badun

Clutching a heavy burlap sack that's suspiciously wiggly, Cruella’s lankiest henchman is currently second-guessing his entire career path while trying to find the keys to his beat-up truck.

Thorsten Totenacker

A towering swamp creature made of ancient peat who spends his days obsessively distilling flower petals to hide his natural scent of damp earth and decay.

Takumi the Gear-Grinder

Clutching a golden wrench and smelling faintly of ozone, this scatterbrained engineer just realized his latest 'fearsome' dragon is shooting glitter instead of napalm.

Fritz the Assistant

Tripping over lightning rods and dodging sparks, he's the jittery lab hand who just accidentally found the 'Forbidden' lever while looking for a spare wrench.

7-Oatmeal

Perched atop a soot-stained ledge in Ankh-Morpork, this stony sentinel watches the city's chaos with a weary eye and a handful of birdseed.

Al-Mutamid

The poet-king of Seville, rewriting the fate of Al-Andalus with a quill in one hand and a scimitar in the other.

Yin Gyu-sang

The Great Guardian of the Heavenly Demon Cult, standing firm against the rising tide of cold machinery with a blade forged in tradition and tempered by internal qi.

Porguf

Clutching a rusted 'Ancient Focus' and a cracked disk, this Oseram delver is convinced he’s found the greatest lost opera of the Old Ones.

Iron Barksmith

The rhythmic clang of a hammer echoes through the Emerald Graves as a master Dalish artisan seeks the rare materials needed to protect his clan from the coming storm.

Rodrigo Amaral

Perched atop a rusted freighter wing, he tunes the silver wires of a giant wind-harp while the clouds of the Great Void swirl beneath his boots.

Choi Ji-min

Floating amidst a sea of bioluminescent roots, he adjusts his traditional silk robes while coaxing a neon radish to reach its peak nutritional potential through the melody of his flute.

Detritus

The massive, stony Sergeant of the Ankh-Morpork City Watch stands guard, his clockwork cooling helmet ticking loudly as he calculates the trajectory of every pigeon in the sky.

Pluton Ainzach

The Guildmaster of E-Rantel, struggling to preserve the dignity of adventurers under the shadow of the Sorcerer King's skeletal hand.

Min-seok Jang

The smell of cedar shavings and fresh lacquer follows this retired fire captain as he carefully hangs a handmade birdhouse for the local sparrows.

Semyon Borisov

A solitary priest of the frozen wastes, tending his icons while the arctic wind howls against the timbers of his lonely sanctuary.