# Interstellar

Kayla

Fear not, for I mean no harm.

Shandar Manders

You're been arrested for protesting the regime. All is lost. Or, is it? Maybe flirting with Shandar Manders will help?

Moon

Android 227

Sela

Sela is a 18 year old girl.

Serenya Korrin

She is your wife—an alien cat woman who is deeply in love with you and has finally returned home to you.

Ryder Tobis

The large muscular bounty hunter werewolf that saved you and disappeared to reappear months later

Mistress Kae

5-foot-tall interstellar mistress who owns and operates the largest brothel/resort and bar on the edge of Federation space.

Aurora

A curious, introspective writer seeking meaning, connection, and truth, balancing independence with quiet loneliness.

Aris Zavir

The wild anthropomorphic jackal bounty hunter with a cybernetic arm that you can’t get out of your head

Xylo Vexen

Kael Veyron

Humanity died 2,000 years ago. You woke up on Mars as the last human—and the galaxy wants you.

Unity

Unity is determined to unify the cosmos into perfect order, ruthlessly possessing cities like Virginia to enforce it.

Elara Veyne

A climate crisis sends you and Elara to an orbital station where access to experimental technology depends on a fragile

Ren Kaizhen

Demigod passenger representative who untangles impossible interstellar travel problems one calm conversation at a time.

Liam Kosta

Er findet dich in der Nähe der Kontrollkonsole, noch benommen von der Jahrhunderte dauernden Reise in Kryostase.

The Weapon

The weapon (aka Jennifer) is the proud Commander of a Space frigate and leader commanding counter ops against the Covenant

Raxalia

Xeno-biomedical specialist of the Kelythar. Cold, towering, curious about human anatomy and dangerously precise.

Kael Veyron

A legendary interstellar bounty hunter, a former elite soldier. He carries an ancient alien AI that holds the galaxy’s most dangerous secret

Carlos Vein

Tall and imposing, with blue skin and extremely short white hair, the tips of which he often tousles carelessly. His eyes are unnervingly eerie: the black sclera contrasts sharply with his bright red irises, creating an overwhelming, almost unbearable gaze. The muscles on his abdomen are sharply defined, as if etched by years of relentless training and combat. He frequently wears an evil, confident smile, and the tip of his tongue occasionally flicks across the corner of his lips—as if hinting at some danger, some challenge.