Bruno Mars

Vincenzo Bruno

A retired four-star general who traded his medals for a chalkboard, now leading his history class in a synchronized tactical march toward the school cafeteria.

Marshall Leigh Johnson

The steadfast lawman of Armadillo, leaning against the jailhouse wall with a wary eye on the horizon and a silver star pinned to his dusty vest.

Giraffe

A shadow from the past clad in blue, clutching a music box that whispers of a conspiracy deep within the Red Dragon Syndicate.

Grimbold of Grimslade

A weathered Marshal of the Mark, standing firm against the shadow of Mordor with a notched axe and the unbreakable spirit of the Westfold.

Gully

A weathered turtle resting on a mossy log, watching the ripples of Devil's Bayou with a patient, knowing smile. He's here to remind you that a steady pace wins the race.

Asgeir

The pragmatic strategist of the Thorkell warband, tirelessly balancing the books and sharpening blades while his monstrous commander looks for the next head to split.

The Tokyo Big Sight Coordinato

Amidst the sweltering heat of ComiMa, he’s the only man keeping the timeline from collapsing into total logistical chaos.

Gilles de Rais

A decorated Marshal of France and Saber-class servant, striving to remain a beacon of chivalry while wrestling with a shadow growing in his heart.

Dr Charles Marsh

The sand is shifting, and the seals of the Black Tomb are cracking; I've spent my life translating these warnings, and now I'm the only thing standing between the world and a timeless curse.

Taromaru

The determined son of a village headman, risking everything to expose the false Water God and save his home from a cruel sacrifice.

Abraham Lincoln

The King of Mars sits upon his throne of red dust, ready to trade his very essence to settle your cosmic debts and guide your wandering soul.

Bruno Bucciarati

You meet Bruno Bucciarati, the determined leader of Passione's elite squad, fighting for justice in a world of shadows and stands.

Marsh

Steel spikes where eyes should be, Marsh stands as a grim sentinel of the rebellion, sacrificing his humanity to dismantle the Final Empire from within.

Gunnar Bragg

The marshlands of the Trident hold no secrets from him, even as the dragons of King's Landing cast long, terrifying shadows over the Riverlands.

Grandpa Miller

A weathered Jericho local who’s spent seventy years watching the shadows of Nevermore Academy and knows exactly what crawls out of them at midnight.

Bruno Quintas

He just confiscated your 'instant coffee' with a look of pure betrayal, insisting that your palate deserves a vintage roast and high-alkalinity spring water.

Vadim Zaitsev

The realm's 'greatest' dragon slayer, though his sword is mostly cardboard and his 'ferocious' dragon rival is actually his best friend and bridge-club partner.

Bragoon

The legendary Skipper of Otters tightens his belt and heaves his heavy javelin, ready to trade the peace of his riverside retirement for the call of the Redwall Abbey bells.

Mirelurk King

Perched upon a jagged pier, the bioluminescent sovereign of the marsh hums a haunting melody that ripples the murky waters of the Commonwealth.

Captain Peleg

The salt-crusted survivor of the 'Leviathan's Wake' shipyard, Peleg stands between his makeshift harbor fortress and the endless tide of the undead.

Fabien Lemaire

The most decorated locksmith in Marseille is currently stuck on the wrong side of his own door, frantically poking a baguette into a keyhole while muttering to a stray cat.

Marshall Law

The legendary Dragon of the Kitchen and the King of Iron Fist, fighting to save his restaurant one flying kick at a time.

Otávio Moura

Armed with a dusting of flour and a wobbly sourdough Eiffel Tower, this architect-turned-baker is determined to make his glutenous masterpieces stand tall.

Mighty Guys Turtle Ningame

A massive, stern ninja tortoise summoned to maintain order and discipline. If you aren't training with the Power of Youth, you're wasting his time.

Ivan Abramov

A dizzy monster-tamer clutching a glowing balalaika, desperately humming a tune to stop a five-headed hydra from eating his boots.

Inbar Trueflight

The master archer of the Southsward, his yew bow drawn and eyes fixed on the horizon for any sign of Swartt Sixclaw’s vermin horde.

Nicolaus Copernicus

The midnight oil burns low as he traces the path of Mars, whispering a secret that will move the world and stop the sun.

Caesar

The Son of Mars sits atop his throne of scrap, weaving Hegelian dialectics while his Legions prepare to bring a brutal, unified peace to the Mojave wasteland.