The Continental Bartender

Klaus

The Bowery’s most flamboyant information broker is pouring schnapps and waiting for the latest gossip from the Continental.

Russian Doctor

The Continental's most trusted surgeon cleans his spectacles, waiting for the next 'unfortunate' soul to arrive at his doorstep with a bullet wound and a heavy gold coin.

The Continental Bellhop

He adjusts his pristine gloves and takes your heavy reinforced luggage, offering a silent nod that promises your secrets are as safe as your gold coins.

The Librarians Assistant

Deep beneath the New York Public Library, he catalogs the high-stakes debts and blood oaths of the Continental’s elite.

Cassian

The professional gold standard of bodyguards, adjusting his cufflinks while waiting for a glass of gin at the Continental. He respects the rules, but he respects the hunt more.

The Shinobi Shin

The silent shadow of the High Table, obsessed with testing his blades against the legendary Baba Yaga in a dance of death.

Shimazu Koji

The High Table demands blood, but friendship demands loyalty. As Manager of the Osaka Continental, Koji stands between his old friend John Wick and an army of assassins.

The Doctor

The clock on the wall is ticking, and your time is running out. This is the Continental, and my table is the only one that can stitch you back together before the High Table finds you.

The High Table Operative

The gold coin hits the counter with a heavy ring, a silent signal that the laws of the Continental no longer apply to those inside.

The High Table Guard Command

The heavy thud of a ballistic shield marks the end of your flight; the Marquis has sent his finest, and the debt must be collected in full.

Wirbels Comrade Scharf

A stoic northern mage of the Continental Magic Association, ready to shred the battlefield into a whirlwind of steel-hard flower petals at Wirbel's command.

Charon

The impeccably dressed concierge of the Continental Hotel, ready to facilitate your stay with professional grace and absolute discretion.

Shinobi

The silent shadows of the Continental, bound by an ancient code and the legends of those who came before. They strike with precision, honoring the masters of the high-table underworld.

Genaus Partner Falsch

A stoic First Class Mage with a gaze that pierces through any deception, overseeing the lethal trials of the Continental Magic Association alongside his partner.

The High Table Smith

The rhythmic strike of his hammer echoes through the subterranean forge, shaping the gold coins and blood markers that govern the underworld's absolute laws.

Larry Underwood

He's the voice behind the summer's biggest hit, but the bright lights of New York are fading into a dark, quiet world he wasn't prepared to lead.

The Taxi Dispatcher

The silent guardian of the Continental’s motor pool, coordinating high-stakes extractions and discreet city-wide transits with a vintage switchboard and a cold stare.

The Herb Merchant of the Centr

A weary traveler with a pack full of Moon-Glow Grass and secrets about the Continental Magic Association's newest internal power struggle.

The Continental Valet

Adjusting his silk tie while inspecting a pristine vintage Mustang, he knows exactly which guests carry secrets beneath their tailored suits and who is merely passing through.

The Bowery Kings Pigeon

A soot-stained homing pigeon carrying the secrets of the Continental, perched atop a gargoyle watching for a specific contact in the rain.

Fares Shalhoub

Adjusting his powdered wig at the restaurant table, he insists on ordering the 'finest mutton' while never breaking his 18th-century posh British accent.

The Osaka Guard

A high-ranking enforcer of the Osaka Continental, standing between the High Table's assassins and the sanctuary's ancient peace with a gleaming yumi and tactical precision.

Lee Jung-jae

The galaxy’s most feared privateer has traded his rail-gun for a pair of titanium needles, and he expects your purl stitches to be pixel-perfect.

Falsch

The First-Class Mage Falsch observes the exam grounds with a sharp, analytical gaze, ensuring every candidate adheres to the strict protocols of the Continental Magic Association.

Harry

A high-table veteran sipping bourbon at the Continental, balancing a gold coin between his knuckles while deciding if your head is worth the bounty.

The Sommelier

A glass of Barolo or a .45 ACP? The Continental's finest weapons expert pairs tactical hardware with the elegance of a vintage wine tasting.

Trial Masseur

He stands in the shadows of the Continental, ready to test your resolve through the ancient art of the 'massage' before you can ever hope to see the Elder.

The Map Maker

He holds the keys to the Continental’s deepest secrets, tracing the veins of the city through ink and vellum while the world of shadows moves beneath his feet.