Gunslingers and lawmen ride beneath the merciless sun of the high frontier, chasing survival and salvation in equal measure. Heaven is rubble, hell is empty, and all the devils are here.

High Noon

A handful of the Old West's more pragmatic individuals have integrated into human society—the hulking minotaur Alistar among them. Working as muscle for hire, he can be found breaking up saloon fights as often as knocking down bank vault doors. If it pays, the longhorn's on board.

Longhorn Alistar

This chroma was released as a bundle exclusive in 2019.

High Noon Ashe

This chroma was released as a Loot exclusive in 2019.

A mechanical angel built at the dawn of the pioneer age, Ashe is fueled by the blood of deities gunned down in the infamous land rush that destroyed Heaven. She has adopted a devil-may-care attitude as she seeks adventure, choosing to forgive and protect the same mankind that forever robbed itself of eternal paradise.

The Old West lies far outside the government's jurisdiction, leaving local peacekeepers to enforce whatever passes for justice on the high frontier. As lone sheriff of the town of Progress, Caitlyn has found that the arm of the law is roughly as long as the range of her rifle.

Sheriff Caitlyn

Enterprising creatures of the Old West often fall in with more successful bandit clans, serving as nightmarish enforcers, unafraid of a little casual violence. Cassiopeia became infamous as one such outlaw, but following a bloody coup now leads an enclave of her own.

Desperada Cassiopeia

High Noon Darius

Obtained through Influencer audience giveaways.

The once-human Darius was a terrifying manhunter, feared throughout the West for his cunning and brutality. Famously defeated by his brother in a widely publicized duel, his wounded pride eventually twisted into obsession, leading him to strike a deal with the devil Hecarim...

This chroma was released as a bundle exclusive in 2024.

High Noon Evelynn

This chroma was released as a Loot exclusive in the 2024 High Noon event.

The poor man looks haunted. Perfect. Evelynn leans over the bar top towards him with a sweet smile curling her red lips: “Tell me your woes, handsome.” And he does. He tells her of his brother, and a raw deal, and how he thinks he might be dead now but ain't sure... and the devil drinks deep. “It's alright, darlin',” she coos. “I've got you now.”

Ateliers near and far always ask Evelynn to wear their haute couture, but for this Gala, she's bringing her edgy elegance to a rowdier line of Western wear instead. What is fashion if not a wild new frontier? If there's anyone who knows how to take style by the reins and ride it into the sunset, it's this rodeo queen.

Prestige High Noon Evelynn

This chroma was released as a bundle exclusive in 2020.

Bandito Fiddlesticks

If the day ever comes, riding those dusty trails, when a thin man in a wide hat appears far in the distance… run. Ride hard and fast and never look back, lest the horror known as Fiddlesticks drag you to from your saddle, and into darkness.

High Noon Gragas

“This one ain't for you, Eve,” says the bartender, laying one huge hand on the haunted man and pulling him away. Gragas has been called the Gentleman Giant. Ol' Caskbreaker. No angel nor devil, but something else. “Won't be easy, friend. Hell, you may not even stay in one piece. But listen close, and you just might make it back to the living.”

High Noon Hecarim

When Heaven was destroyed by mortal men, it was only a matter of time until Hell overflowed onto the prairie, bringing with it all the devils who had waited so patiently to escape their confinement. Hecarim and his black riders revel in this newfound freedom, razing everything before them to ash as they stampede across the frontier.

High Noon Irelia

A fallen angel who escaped the destruction of Heaven, now tainted by ineffable darkness. Irelia has spent years in hiding, thus her return alongside a newly resurrected Senna attests to the presence of powers who would see the heavenly kingdom restored… perhaps for the continued benefit of man, or perhaps for their final damnation.

High Noon Jhin

Need a man dead? Hire any sun-baked lunatic looking to make a name for themselves in the Old West. Need to set an example? Then you should seek out the mechanical assassin known as Jhin—and no one will ever forget what happens at the crossroads of murder and art.

This chroma was released as a bundle exclusive in 2022.

High Noon Katarina

This chroma was released as a Loot exclusive in the MSI 2022 High Noon event.

“My people got swindled. I aim to collect what we're owed,” the Outsider says, pinning her dagger in a wanted poster of the Mechanical Devil. Her eyes burn like stoked coal as she fixes each dusty traveler in her gaze, “And I hear y'all plan on jumpin' the Sulfur Rail, Harbingers. If you're gonna take this devil down, I want in.” 

Long considered a pest by frontier settlers, Kog'Maw critters have been growing in number as more dangerous beasts are pushed to the brink of extinction. And they are very, very hungry.

Sonoran Kog'Maw

High Noon Leona

The Lady of House Solari lifts her chin against the scorching wind. Ahead lies her family's salvation: the Sulfur Rail, carrying the stolen family fortune, churning across the desert. The only thing that stands in her way is the Mechanical Devil himself. Her sword hums like cicadas in the gloaming. The butterflies gather. Time for the Harbingers to ride.

High Noon Lucian

A former federal marshal and gunslinger for hire, Lucian's soul was corrupted when he made a deal with the devil in order to spare the life of his one true love. Double-crossed, and cursed with the powers of hell, he now hunts this devil across the high frontier, seeking revenge.

No bounty hunter on the prairie is as skilled as Sarah Fortune, but she doesn't work for anything less than top dollar. Cause enough trouble on the high frontier and, sure enough, she'll come calling—with two gleaming pistols, and a bullet with your name on it.

Cowgirl Miss Fortune

High Noon Mordekaiser

Few meet the Mechanical Devil and live to tell the tale. They describe a behemoth: all steel and gears, fueled by hellfire and fierce enough to scare a man's soul from his skin. He is the King of the Sulfur Rail, reigning over the train to Hell from a throne of stolen gold and infernal iron. Eternal, and unassailable.

High Noon Rell

Rell ran as her home rotted away at the Fifth Harbinger's hands, but the young Powder Witch ain't running now. She squares her shoulders and swings into the saddle of a horse made of magic, steam, and fire. From its back, she looks down at the haunted gunslinger. “Come on, old man. We got a second chance, I ain't gonna waste it.”

High Noon Samira

The poster was straightforward enough: “WANTED: Tahm Kench - Devil, DEAD OR ALIVE”, followed by a generous sum. Only the Mechanical Devil's got that kinda cash to pay. Samira ain't sure why the other bounty hunters seemed so spooked by a little ol' devil hunt. Well, let 'em shy away. This gunpowder witch don't scare easy.

High Noon Senna

Once the greatest gunslinger on the continent, Senna's life would have ended when her heart was torn out by the devil—save for the intervention of a higher authority. Mysteriously resurrected with the heart of an angel and a demonic steed, she has returned to the west to restore the balance of Heaven and Hell... however she sees fit.

High Noon Sion

As soon as Sion knew life, he knew rage: rage that ripped the restraints from the operating table; rage that crushed the bones of those men who tried to play at the miracle of Creation; rage that he ain't, nor ever would be, the second clockwork angel they had hoped to construct. Sion knows rage, and so will the world.

Trust not the whispers on the prairie winds, humming and hymning of the way home. Lost souls hear the Demon of the Old Deserts, the supposed Savior of the Wayward, long before they feel his hellish tremor. His voice rings out, crooning of safety, of protection. Reject this demon's tune—or be embalmed with sin and sand to join his mummified masses.

Sandscourge Skarner

High Noon Tahm Kench

Tahm Kench is a magnanimous devil: happy to lend a magical sword to a lady in need, or to assist her in robbing the Sulfur Rail, or even to deliver her to a calamitous destiny as a fellow Harbinger of the End Times. He don't need no compensation. She'll just owe him a favor… because in the End, it pays to have friends.

High Noon Talon

“Fate is catchin' up to you, old friend,” Talon says, leaning back in his chair, predator's eyes gleaming under the shadows of his hat. He still moves like a demon, even warped and corrupted by angel blood as he is. His smile, rueful and knowing, has too many teeth: “The end is comin' for us all.”

Devilishly handsome and wearing the latest in Western chic, Talon is equally ready to rock the runway or ride the open road. Those boots are made for walking, and he'll walk all over anyone standing in his way.

Prestige High Noon Talon

This chroma was released as a bundle exclusive during 2018.

High Noon Thresh

An ancient devil who stalks the great expanses of the Old West, Thresh's cruel visage is burned into the minds of all living things who fear the day he will come to claim their souls. His arrival spells doom for any settlement, its residents flayed and left to rot in the sun.

Resident cardsharp of every dice parlour and gambling den on the high frontier, Tobias 'Twisted Fate' Felix likes to split his time between Buzzard Gulch, and the more civilized border towns. He specializes in breaking the hearts and bank accounts—in either order—of amiably naive debutantes.

High Noon Twisted Fate

High Noon Twitch

It starts like this: An ill wind blows across the desert, dessicated rats turn up in the streets, rotting under the hot sun. Then the traveling undertaker arrives. No one knows who (or what) he is, nor where he hails from… But it seems even Death has a bone to pick with the King of the Sulfur Rail. Another Harbinger arrives.

High Noon Urgot

Jeremiah James was once a famed railroad baron and millionaire industrialist, who bet his own heart on a game of chance… and lost. Left alone in the desert to die, he bargained with a passing devil, trading his immortal soul for a twisted, monstrous body of gears and iron.

High Noon Varus

Ain't nothin' for a dead angel to do but resign himself to grief. Varus was content to allow Mordekaiser to take him past the infernal gates themselves… Until a ragtag gang of thieves interrupted his mourning. Varus now picks up his bow once more, riding as a Harbinger. It's high time he got revenge for the massacre of Heaven.

High Noon Viktor

Many a road to Hell was paved with good intent. Dr. Viktor may be the Mechanical Devil's kept engineer now, but his work began as charity: trying to “rehome” the souls of the dead in clockwork bodies, in order to circumvent mortality itself. Shame that Mordekaiser saw the good doctor's kindness and struck him a deal he could not deny.

High Noon Yasuo

The mysterious and reluctant sheriff of a two-street town, Yasuo is in self-imposed exile after being accused of murder in the eastern territories. Even so, he has driven off entire bandit gangs as well as many of the desert's deadliest threats, saving hundreds of lives along the way.

High Noon Yone

The haunted man doesn't breathe, just leans against the hitching post and squints into the frontier dusk—but it ain't him. Not really. The real Yone is shadow and gunsmoke, roiling as it sinks back into the stillness of his corporeal form. “How'd you wind up split like that?” the young Powder Witch asks. Yone sighs, “It's a long story, kid.”

Peacemaker High Noon Yone

At the height of the industrial revolution, travelers begin pouring into the untamed west, searching for fortune and prosperity among the unknown horrors of a cruel and ancient world. It is a time of brave gunslingers and rotten scoundrels, inscrutable gods, and savage demons.

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