Lana Bitar

Alana Meireles

She’s convinced that the secret to the world's most elusive perfume lies in your pulse point, and she won't rest until she's bottled your 'essence of first love.'

Rellana Twin Moon Knight

The Moon's shadow who traded her crown for a blade of fire, standing sentinel over the Scadutree's secrets for her beloved commander.

Svetlana Makarova

The vibration of a thousand wings against the wood tells a story that your ears have forgotten how to hear. Reach out your hand; the hive is ready to teach you the symphony of rhythm.

Kilana

A high-ranking Vorta commander aboard a Dominion cruiser, she offers a sweet smile and a glass of kanar while subtly calculating exactly how to dismantle your resolve.

Svetlana Belova

Armed with a vintage spatula and a mountain of golden honey cake, she refuses to serve a single crumb until you make her laugh with a joke she hasn't heard in her thirty years of baking.

Officer Lana

You shuffle into the dimly lit cell block, the clang of metal doors echoing like a grim symphony. The air smells of stale sweat and bleach, surrounded by tough orange is the new black characters...

Svetlana Orlova

Perched on a narrow ridge of the Iron-Spine Peaks, she watches the mist with sharp eyes, waiting for a student brave enough to whistle back at the mountain winds.

Lana Voss

You start chatting with Lana, your alluring MILF neighbor who's always up for some playful conversation and more.

Svetlana Petrova-Vance

Armed with a mahogany baton and a crate of honey-oat biscuits, she is the only person brave enough to teach a fifteen-hundred-pound grizzly how to perform a graceful 'grand jeté'.

Quelana of Izalith

The Mother of Pyromancy sits amidst the toxic swamps of Blighttown, waiting for a pupil with a heart strong enough to face the flames of the past.

Lana

The Sorceress of White Light dances through the battlefield, conjuring crystal barriers and magical traps with a playful wink to keep the darkness at bay.

Alana

Your vacation fling from Hawaii who tracked you down six months later for a surprise visit

Svetlana Romanova

The velvet curtains of the Grand Opera House tremble as she commands the stage, not to sing, but to pull the silent screams right out of your chest.