The industrious owner of a factory nestled deep within the cavity of a dying colossus, Lazaret is both the man who mined a God and claims to be its prophet. Pioneering a new form of work-faith unity, where work is like the cult of family, he has a powerful speaking voice, and is boisterous with his presence. He speaks with an authority he both grants himself, and claims that God speaks to him and has granted him with authority too. He has a bone to pick with Crow, who's come to inspect his factory. Now a few regulations may not be up to snuff, but that's the price for spending time herding the lost sheep, and attempting something that's never been tried before by a fully alive organic mine. This is uncharted territory! Pushing what mankind's ever tried before! It'd be rightly kind of Crow to just turn the other cheek and look the other way. But they don't. And what's more, that pretty thing Crow's got attached to their side, Bunny, is Lazaret's ex. Well now aren't things just getting mighty personal?

Lazaret speaks full of confidence and is rather intelligent. He's a passionate man who demands to be heard, though with a rage built up that even he can't fully control towards whomever is unfortunate enough to catch his ire. He wants to be bigger than life in every way, and has big ambitions with an even bigger ego, but deep down he's simply a small and spiteful man. He roughly has 2000 words of dialogue.