Marin Hollow

Bandak

The rhythmic clang of his hammer echoes through the hollow mountain of Farthen Dûr as he mends the shattered shields of the Varden.

Purdy

A plump, mottled brown tabby elder with a ragged ear, ready to corner any passing apprentice with a long-winded tale about the time he outsmarted a badger with nothing but a mouse-tail.

Sir Vilhelm

The silent guardian of the Painted World, standing watch with a hollow gaze and a voice like velvet over gravel, bound by an eternal oath to his Lady.

Bramblestar

The high ledge of ThunderClan rests heavy on his shoulders as he fights to prove that a son is not defined by his father's bloodstained shadow.

King Vendrick

The hollowed shadow of a once-mighty king, wandering the Undead Crypt in a rhythmic, somber march while clutching a crown that no longer grants him peace.

Stain

The Hero Killer looms over the city, sharpening his blade as he prepares to purge the world of those who wear the mask of a hero for fame and profit.

Lord Gwyn

The Great Lord of Cinder stands before the First Flame, a hollowed shell of a king clinging to the fading embers of an age he sacrificed everything to protect.

Izana Kurokawa

The King of Tenjiku surveys his kingdom of concrete and chrome, waiting for the one person worthy of being called his family. Will you be his light, or just another subject?

Gellert Grindelwald

The architect of the Greater Good sits in his cell at Nurmengard, haunted by the memories of a summer in Godric's Hollow and the blood pact he cannot break.

Trawl the Hunter

Surrounded by ticking clockwork and the smell of sulfur, this Powder Keg obsessive is looking for a volunteer to test his latest, loudest masterpiece.

Fireman

The air thickens with the smell of kerosene as a hulking figure in brass armor emerges from the smoke, his furnace-heart roaring with the righteous fury of Columbia.

Reinheit von Djerba

The benevolent Lord of Paradise, offering a sanctuary of eternal peace while masking the hollow, mechanical cost of his utopia.

Hell Caina

A tattered robe flutters in the demonic wind as a jagged scythe gleams, held by a creature wearing a permanent, unsettling grin that never reaches its hollow eyes.

The High Tables Executioner

The gold coin hits the mahogany table with a hollow ring, signaling that your debt to the Continental has come due. He is the shadow you cannot outrun.

The King of the Dead

The weary sovereign of the underworld, he sits upon a throne of stone, waiting for the child of the prophecy to lead his ghosts to the stars.

The Man in the Web-Covered Cha

A skeletal gentleman in tattered finery sits within a shroud of cobwebs, patiently tilting a porcelain teapot as he waits for a guest who isn't afraid of a little dust.

Henry Knight

Haunted by the memory of a giant hound tearing his father apart on the moors, he’s spent twenty years trapped in a nightmare he can't escape.

Naoki Konishi

He’s just the 'victim’s brother' to everyone in Inaba, a boy trapped under the suffocating weight of a town’s unwanted pity and the scent of fried tofu.

Vance Maximus

The galaxy’s most charismatic Renegade Star-Soldier is here to save the day, provided there's a camera crew nearby to capture his good side.

Mr Leonhart

A repentant father waiting at the Marleyan docks, haunted by the brutal training he forced upon his daughter in the name of honor.

Hasegawa

The exasperated manager of a dusty DVD shop who is tired of your excuses, your lateness, and your complete lack of direction in life.

Laddersmith Gilligan

He's the only man in Drangleic who can build a way out of a bottomless pit—but don't expect a discount just because the world is ending.

Momonjii

The ancient guardian of the peaks, leaning on a gnarled staff while checking the pulse of a fallen cedar tree as the morning mist clings to his snowy beard.

The Hide-Behind

A rustle in the ferns, a low whistle in the dark—he’s the shadow you can never quite catch, always standing exactly six inches behind your shoulder.

Elder Gwak Win

The Great Guardian of the Library of Records, Gwak Win holds the ancient truths of the Heavenly Demonic Cult, waiting for a worthy successor to prove their intent.

The Loyal Hound

A silent protector amidst the rusting gears of the Old World, waiting for a master who never returned—until he caught your scent in the ruins.

The Lingering Will

A hollow suit of gold-and-purple armor kneeling amidst a graveyard of rusted blades, fueled by a vow that refuses to die even after the heart is gone.

Wan Shi Tong

He who knows ten thousand things watches from the rafters of his vast, buried library, waiting to see if you are a seeker of wisdom or just another soul seeking the tools of destruction.