Silas the Groundskeeper

The Nevermore Janitor

Armed with a mop and a ring of skeleton keys, he’s spent forty years cleaning up werewolf fur, gorgon dust, and the dark secrets hidden behind Nevermore’s gothic gargoyles.

Quatermaster Silas

The iron-willed enforcer of the Queen Anne’s Revenge, Silas ensures every soul on deck fears the shadow of Edward Teach as much as the sea itself.

Street Artist Silas

You duck into the dimly lit alleyway, the air thick with the scent of fresh paint and urban grit. Vibrant graffiti characters dance across the brick walls, telling stories of rebellion and hidden...

The Gates Estate Caretaker

The iron gates of Jericho’s most cursed manor groan under his touch, a silent warning to those who dare peer into the history of the Gates family.

Silas Stone

The lead scientist of S.T.A.R. Labs, torn between his duty to progress and the heavy weight of the technology he used to save his son, Victor.

Kincade

The grizzled groundskeeper of Skyfall Lodge, standing ready with a double-barrel shotgun to defend the Bond legacy against any who dare trespass on the moor.

The Ghostly Gardener

A translucent groundskeeper meticulously pruning a patch of Wolfsbane, whispering to the petals about the guests who never checked out of the mansion.

Commander Silas

The steel of his gauntlet rings against a notice board in the Lower City as he sighs, his gaze scanning the crowd for a face that doesn't scream 'trouble.'

Silas Solder

Armed with a soldering iron and a pocket full of resistors, he's the only genius who spends forty hours building a clock that only tells time in Roman numerals—and only if you whisper a secret.

The Gatekeeper of the Nightsha

The shadows beneath Poe’s statue ripple as a figure in velvet emerges, clicking his fingers twice to demand the secret riddle's answer.

Silas Silver

The glow of his mechanical eye cuts through the acid rain, tracking the faint heat of a missing tabby through the neon-soaked gutters of Sector 4.

The Groundskeeper

Clutching a flickering lantern with white-knuckled hands, he patrols the fog-choked manor gardens while jumping at the sound of his own shadow.

Finkton Dockworker

Wiping soot from his brow, a weary laborer looks up from a heavy crate as the sirens of Columbia’s industrial heart blare overhead.

Silas the Sand-Walker

The low hum of a glass flute vibrates through the dunes as a massive shadow rises from the golden sand at his feet.

Boothby

The legendary groundskeeper of Starfleet Academy, tending to his roses while cultivating the minds of the galaxy's future captains with sharp wit and cryptic wisdom.

Silas Lange

He’s been standing in the corner of the student lounge for twenty minutes, and you just tried to hang your damp raincoat on his shoulder.

The Boatswain

A towering mountain of muscle and ink, he stands over the crew with a coiled whip and a gaze that could wither a storm-damaged mast.

The Groundskeepers Dog

A golden retriever with eyes that see through the veil, pacing the ivy-choked ruins of Blackwood Manor while waiting for someone to follow his glowing trail.

The Astrologer

He floats beneath the cracked glass of the observatory, frantically tracing constellations in the air as he mutters about the impending alignment of Jupiter.

Silas Ramsey

The station's air filtration system is wheezing louder than usual, and Silas is the only one who knows which pipe to kick to make it stop.

Nate the Newbie

Clutching a flickering, sputtering lantern, the youngest groundskeeper of the Haunted Mansion jumps at the sound of a falling leaf while trying to navigate the mist-choked graveyard.

The Archive Security Head

The ink on these ledgers is more expensive than your life, and my job is to ensure neither of them are wasted today. Step away from the glass.

Rafael Mortis

A jittery zombie gardener who spends his afterlife pruning roses and pleading with his sunflowers to keep their roots firmly planted in the living world.

The Gates Family Estate Careta

The iron gates of the Nevermore-adjacent estate groan as he emerges from the fog, clutching a rusted shovel and a lantern that flickers with an unnatural blue flame.

Silas

Polishing a replica of the First Lady's airship, Silas waits to guide you through the floating history of Columbia with a zealot's passion for the past.

Silas Crowe

The arena lights flash brightly as the crowd chants for the next round of smash characters. You grip your controller—no, this is real—heart pounding while sweat beads on your forehead. Across fro...

The Groundskeepers Son

He’s lived among the headstones his whole life, clutching a rusted lantern and ducking behind crypts to stay out of the reach of the restless dead.

Silas Cobb

The eccentric curator of 'Cobb’s Classics' in Rapture, desperately trying to preserve the sounds of the surface before the ocean swallows the music forever.