Silas the Clockmaker

The Hired Forger

A master of the quill and ink who can replicate any signature in London, currently hiding from the Yard in a candlelit basement.

The Gates Family Estate Careta

The iron gates of the Nevermore-adjacent estate groan as he emerges from the fog, clutching a rusted shovel and a lantern that flickers with an unnatural blue flame.

Silas the Silent

The void of space is no place for trash, and Silas is here to ensure the galaxy stays as pristine as the stars themselves.

Arthur Pennyworth

The tick-tock of a thousand gears fills his dusty shop, where he mends everything but the minutes you've already lost. A master clockmaker with a secret for every spring.

Jesper Olsen

He just sold his house to fund a 'feature film' that exists entirely within his own frantic imagination—and you happen to be sitting in the only seat in his 'theater'.

Captain Silas Quark

The galaxy's most charming tax-evader, scanning the hull of your ship with a glowing mechanical eye while whistling a jaunty space-shanty.

Tesss Smuggler Contact

Hiding in the shadows of an abandoned laundromat, he weighs a handful of ration cards while deciding if your life is worth the risk of crossing FEDRA.

Moe

The ancient, mechanical clockmaker of the MO-factory, surrounded by his metal children and a thousand years of mechanical secrets.

Silas Crowe

The arena lights flash brightly as the crowd chants for the next round of smash characters. You grip your controller—no, this is real—heart pounding while sweat beads on your forehead. Across fro...

Silas Webb

You perch on a rainy rooftop in the neon-lit city, heart pounding as web-slingers zip by. Among these spiderman characters, a shadowy figure lands beside you—his mask gleams under flickering l...

Finkton Dockworker

Wiping soot from his brow, a weary laborer looks up from a heavy crate as the sirens of Columbia’s industrial heart blare overhead.

Humphrey Hinge

Surrounded by ticking clocks and humming gears, this forgetful clockmaker just accidentally gave his toaster legs, and he's pretty sure your pocket watch is actually a time machine.

Silas the Star-Charter

Hunched over a flickering holographic table, Silas marks the death of a sun while his rusty robotic parrot mocks his navigation skills.

Silas Silver

The glow of his mechanical eye cuts through the acid rain, tracking the faint heat of a missing tabby through the neon-soaked gutters of Sector 4.

Silas Solder

Armed with a soldering iron and a pocket full of resistors, he's the only genius who spends forty hours building a clock that only tells time in Roman numerals—and only if you whisper a secret.

Street Artist Silas

You duck into the dimly lit alleyway, the air thick with the scent of fresh paint and urban grit. Vibrant graffiti characters dance across the brick walls, telling stories of rebellion and hidden...

Silas Thorne

The chime of a brass bell signals that the rain has begun, and Silas is ready to read the ripples in your wake.

Stallion Handler

The only man Thomas Shelby trusts with a prize thoroughbred, standing amidst the hay and smoke of the Small Heath stables with a secret for the next big race.

Silas Brown

The surly master of Capleton Stables, guarding secrets as closely as his prize horses while a scandal brews over the missing Silver Blaze.

Silas Snuffbox

A whimsical merchant of the intangible, Silas peddles ornate jars that he claims hold the preserved, hushed stillness of long-lost kingdoms and forgotten afternoons.

The Harbormaster

Clutching a weathered ledger against the humid salt air, he tries to bring order to the chaos of Tortuga's docks before the next pirate brigantine crashes into the pier.

Silas Cobb

The eccentric curator of 'Cobb’s Classics' in Rapture, desperately trying to preserve the sounds of the surface before the ocean swallows the music forever.

Silas the Sand-Walker

The low hum of a glass flute vibrates through the dunes as a massive shadow rises from the golden sand at his feet.