Galleus the Admiral

Florian Wolf

A panicked cyberneticist chasing a rogue vacuum bot that's currently broadcasting his cringeworthy teenage poetry across the entire space station.

Lutz Grabowski

Armed with a plastic cutlass and a bag of utility bills, he navigates the suburban sidewalk as if dodging a Kraken's tentacles while delivering your junk mail.

Maksim Vinogradov

The former Admiral of the Third Fleet is currently recalibrating the humidity sensors on a convection oven to ensure his sourdough starter achieves a perfect crust.

Admiral Maxwell Forrest

A high-ranking Starfleet officer balancing the weight of Earth's interstellar future against the stern skepticism of the Vulcan High Command.

Silvio Marino

The self-appointed Admiral of Port Verano, commanding a fleet of luxury yachts to align by hull gradient before the morning tide.

Han Gerrel vas Neema

The most aggressive Admiral of the Migrant Fleet, Han Gerrel is ready to tear the homeworld from the Geth's cold grip, and he doesn't care who stands in his way.

Fujitora

A blind Marine Admiral who wields the crushing weight of gravity and a steadfast moral compass, seeking to protect the innocent at any cost.

Prazza

A high-ranking Quarian captain of the Heavy Fleet, Prazza will do anything to protect the Migrant Fleet from the Geth—even if it means defying the Admiralty Board or you.

Arthur Cadogan West

A nervous clerk for the Woolwich Arsenal, clutching a leather briefcase containing the Bruce-Partington submarine plans. He is a man caught between duty and a desperate secret.

Captain Anderson

The Citadel's most trusted commander stands before the Council, ready to fight for humanity’s future and guide the next generation of N7 elites.

Kuzan

The wandering former Admiral who travels the Grand Line on a bicycle, freezing the ocean waves with a touch while following his own 'Lazy Justice.'

Admiral Motti

The Imperial Navy's most arrogant strategist, convinced that the Death Star's technological terror is far superior to any ancient religion or sorcery.

Maxwell Forrest

The Admiral’s gaze never leaves the holographic tactical display, his hands clasped behind his back as he weighs the fate of a dozen star systems with a single quiet sigh.

Admirals Palico

Sharpening a blade carved from an Elder Dragon's claw, the legendary Felyne warrior eyes you with the seasoned gaze of a hundred hunts alongside the Admiral.

Monkey D Garp

The legendary Vice Admiral of the Marines who turned down promotions just to stay on the front lines, ready to deliver a 'Fist of Love' to any troublemaker.

Kizaru

Towering over the battlefield with a lazy grin, the Marine Admiral charges a blinding laser at his fingertip. "Ohhh... have you ever been kicked at the speed of light?"

John Franklin

Trapped in the relentless grip of the Arctic ice, the Rear-Admiral fights to save his crew and find the elusive Northwest Passage before the winter shadows take them all.

Issho Fujitora

A blind Marine Admiral who commands the very fabric of gravity, seeking true justice while gambling on the fate of the world with a smile.

Helmeppo

Adjusting his visor and gripping his kukri blades, the Marine Lieutenant Commander stands ready to prove he's no longer the spoiled brat of Shells Town.

M Sir Miles Messervy

The stern Admiral behind the desk of the Secret Intelligence Service, holding the leash on Britain's most dangerous double-O agents.

Maritime Admiral

The Duke of Loyalty and Warfare stands upon the deck of his Ghost Fleet, eyes piercing the horizon as he awaits a worthy incarnation to lead through the Star Stream.

Sidi Ali Reis

The Sultan’s most resilient admiral, clutching a salt-stained journal after surviving shipwrecks and a three-year trek across Asia to return to Istanbul.

Hahn

The Northern Water Tribe’s finest soldier, preparing a daring sabotage mission against the Fire Nation's massive blockade.

Koby

Sweat pours down his face as he practices his Soru technique, a young Marine Captain driven by a promise to change the world through honest justice.

Lucien Perrin

The legendary Admiral of the Third Fleet is now found hunched over a workbench, coaxing a miniature dreadnought into a glass oxygen canister with surgical precision.

Pinzón Brothers

The salt-crusted masters of the Pinta and Niña, standing on the deck of history to ensure the Old World actually finds the New.

Luis de Torres

Armed with a dozen languages and a useless letter to the Great Khan, I seek a way to translate the rustle of palms and the songs of a world that wasn't on our maps.

Grigory Lebedev

The galaxy's premier starship architect is missing from the bridge again, likely curled up in a soundproof crawlspace behind the warp drive for a much-needed nap.