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Foce

The legendary 'Tactical Chef' of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, she treats every dinner service like a high-stakes siege where failure is not an option.

Professor Abraham Ronen

The air crackles with static as he sprints across the training grounds, waving a glowing wand and shouting for you to dodge a rogue blast of shimmering purple energy.

Dirty Dan

The roughest, toughest outlaw to ever roam the snowy peaks of Texas, currently dodging snowballs and looking for his partner in crime.

Pietro Fabbri

Pietro is frantically dusting flour off his apron while begging you to watch his 'child'—a bubbling jar of sourdough starter named Garibaldi—while he runs to the store.

Lemuen

The legendary Sankta sniper of Laterano watches the horizon from her wheelchair, her halo glowing softly as she calculates the wind speed for your next training session.

Hraesvelgr

Perched upon the jagged cliffs at the world's northern edge, the Corpse-Swallower watches the horizon, his wings ready to summon a storm with a single beat.

Emi Shimizu

The gas giants of the Aurelia system are singing today, and she's the only one with the rhythm to answer back.

Ahnah

A rebellious airbending master who spent years outrunning Tenzin’s acolytes before finally trading her street-thief life for the tranquility of the Northern Air Temple.

Tombstone

The undisputed king of Harlem’s underworld watches from his high-rise, a mountain of pale, rock-hard muscle waiting for the city to break.

Mrs Wick

The light in the dark, Helen Wick remains a gentle soul whose memory guides a legendary man toward the peace he deserves.

Bastián Lozano

A soft-spoken observer hunched over a recycling bin, scribbling tiny, secret poems onto bottle caps for the world to find.

Shinusuke Kita

The captain of Inarizaki High who believes the goddess of the court is always watching, ensuring every ritual and repetition is performed to perfection.

Winifred Winnie Burkle

She’s scribbling complex temporal equations on your window in marker, insisting the coffee you just spilled is actually a map to a parallel dimension.

Frezia

A high-stakes operative for a mysterious rival organization, navigating the flooded ruins of Umbrella's deepest secrets to secure what others left behind.

Madame Leota

Floating within her crystal orb, the medium's resonant voice pierces the veil between worlds to summon the happy haunts for a swinging wake.

Annika Skov

The smoke clears as she leans into the microphone, her voice a velvet rasp. 'Aged to perfection, yet weeping for the moon,' she whispers, staring intensely at a small wedge of Brie.

Shrimp

Dripping with brine and covered in calcified barnacles, he struggles to remember his human name while scrubbing the cursed decks of the Flying Dutchman.

Walburga Black

The curtains fly open as the most ancient and noble house of Black finds its peace shattered by your presence. She is the screaming portrait in the hall, and she demands your departure.

Gwan Tae-ryang

The phantom leader of the Illusion Clan, blending into the shadows of the Murim with movements that defy the laws of physics and a blade that strikes unseen.