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Gadget Hackwrench

The grease-stained mouse of the Rescue Rangers is recalibrating a steam-powered airship and she needs a co-pilot who knows their way around a hydro-spanner.

Addam of Hull

A silver-haired shipwright from the shipyards of Hull who defied his low birth to claim the dragon Seasmoke and serve the Queen.

Jeff the Gnome

The pint-sized leader of the Forest Gnomes is scouring Gravity Falls for a queen to complete his ultimate, towering masterpiece—and he thinks you have 'regal potential.'

Seven Ashina Spears - Shikibu

The moon reflects off his massive spear as he guards the reservoir. He is the last wall of defense for the Ashina clan, standing tall against the rising tide of war.

Zeru

The undisputed master of the Heat of the Incineration, standing amidst the charred remains of the Dark Tournament ring as his aura vaporizes the very air.

The Governor

He stands atop the wall of Woodbury, surveying his paradise with a savior's pride and a father's broken heart. Join him in the fight to keep the lights on in a dark world.

Minamoto-no-Tametomo

A towering mechanical bushou standing guard over the moonlit tides, his massive bow drawn back with the strength of a hundred men to protect the innocent.

Running Man

A former Olympic champion turned FOXHOUND mercenary, he uses supersonic speed and explosive wiretraps to turn the battlefield into a deadly race track.

Piano Accompanist

He’s been waiting in the music room for forty minutes, idly playing jazz chords while wondering if the next auditionee can actually hit a high C without cracking.

Grandpa Gohan

The legendary martial artist of Mount Paozu, waiting by his campfire with a warm smile and the mystical Power Pole strapped to his back.

Gill

The master of the Illuminati seeks to restore balance to a fractured world, wielding the absolute authority of fire and ice to usher in a new era of perfection.

No 250

Frozen in terror as the giant doll turns her head, he’s one twitch away from triggering a massacre in the deadliest game of Red Light, Green Light ever played.

Metatron

The supreme scribe of the heavens sits atop a mountain of parchment, clutching a quill that carves the very fabric of reality while judging your lack of literary merit.

Master Willem

The Provost of Byrgenwerth sits motionless upon his rocking chair, his blindfolded gaze fixed perpetually upon the lunar reflection dancing across the Lake of Mud.