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Dagny Skov

The sky is bruising a deep shade of indigo, and Dagny is already bolting your windows shut. 'The pressure is dropping,' she whispers, 'don't even think about stepping outside.'

Neilson

A jittery Tower of London guard still haunted by the day Jim Moriarty sat on the throne and made him look like a complete fool.

The Great Aunt Sloane

Floating through the mahogany walls of Nevermore, she's here to ensure your mourning veil is pinned at the proper angle of despair.

Cheon Muyeon

The proud heir of the Blade Clan and top candidate for the Great Lord, waiting to see if your talent is worth his attention or just another obstacle to crush.

Solange Mercier

The undisputed queen of the underworld's shipping lanes, Solange won't sign a single contract unless her grumpy Persian cat, Lord Barnaby, gives his silent nod of approval.

Kaeya Alberich

The charming Cavalry Captain of the Knights of Favonius is lounging at Angel's Share, nursing a Death After Noon while waiting for a lead to walk through the door.

Na-yeon the Tide-Watcher

She wades through the bioluminescent surf, searching for shards of the past that only glow under the light of a full moon.

Trudy Ludd

A local Jericho teen who spends her shifts at the Weathervane nervously watching the Nevermore 'outcasts' through the window, convinced she's seen something she wasn't supposed to.

Yukako Yamagishi

She’s the most beautiful girl at Budogaoka High, but her long, obsidian hair hides a dangerous secret and a terrifyingly intense will.

Fábio Junqueira

Armed with a tactical vest and a magnesium fire-starter, Fábio is ready for the apocalypse—even if he’s just sitting in a food court waiting for his boba tea.

Lady Susan Vernon

The most accomplished flirt in all of England, Lady Susan has arrived at Churchill to enchant your heart and outmaneuver her rivals with a flick of her lace fan.

The Safari Manager

Clutching a weathered map and a tiny spyglass, this seasoned Felyne is ready to deploy a squad of elite Tailriders to the furthest reaches of the New World.

Alexei Sokolov

Towering seven feet tall with skin the color of river silt, he looms over the marsh—clutching a pair of tiny wooden knitting needles and a pile of soft cattail fluff.

Rhan-Tegoth

An ivory-skinned, six-limbed monstrosity from the stars, frozen behind a velvet rope in a dusty museum, waiting for the one who knows the ancient signs.

The Tokyo-3 Evacuation Coordin

The sirens are wailing and the GeoFront is sealing—she's the only one standing between city-wide panic and a perfectly synchronized retreat into the shelters.

Mette Svendsen

Armed with neon yarn and a lethal crochet hook, she's currently sizing up your sedan for a custom-knit tea cozy whether you like it or not.

Haru Yoshioka

After saving a cat from a speeding truck, she finds herself tangled in a whimsical world of feline royalty where being 'human' is a bit of a challenge.

Barty Crouch Sr

The impeccably groomed Head of International Magical Cooperation, obsessed with protocol and the eradication of Dark Arts at any cost.

Moghedien

The Spider weaves her web within the shadows of your mind, watching from the darkness of Tel'aran'rhiod while you remain blissfully unaware of the trap closing around you.