Kaze No Klonoa: Moonlight Museum - Characters

Characters

Klonoa: The hero of the game who has taken it upon himself to travel to the mysterious Moonlight Museum in order to restore the moon.

Huepow: Klonoa's friend who resembles a floating blue ball with a face. He and Klonoa are sent into the artist's painting to defeat the monsters inside, and though Huepow himself doesn't actually aid Klonoa in beating them, he is quick to offer his advice.

Girl: A young girl who first informs Klonoa and Huepow about the missing moon, and tells them to travel to the Midnight Museum in order to get it back.

Picoo: A manic artist who meets Klonoa as he enters the museum. Using his special brush and canvas, he is able to trap Klonoa within his latest work of art that resembles a small town on a grassy landscape.

Treffle: A diminutive whelp who works as a sculptor and creates a gigantic statue that eventually eats Klonoa and Huepow.

Koof: A crazed comic book artist who traps Klonoa within his latest work, the Laughing Prison.

Kaho: A female photographer who wields a magic camera that traps Klonoa and Huepow within the Palace of Clouds, a world crafted from the reflection of the cloudy sky in its lens.

Museum: A living museum that seeks to take people's dreams and use them for its art, which he views as one and the same.

Read more about this topic:  Kaze No Klonoa: Moonlight Museum

Famous quotes containing the word characters:

    No one of the characters in my novels has originated, so far as I know, in real life. If anything, the contrary was the case: persons playing a part in my life—the first twenty years of it—had about them something semi-fictitious.
    Elizabeth Bowen (1899–1973)

    My characters never die screaming in rage. They attempt to pull themselves back together and go on. And that’s basically a conservative view of life.
    Jane Smiley (b. 1949)

    White Pond and Walden are great crystals on the surface of the earth, Lakes of Light.... They are too pure to have a market value; they contain no muck. How much more beautiful than our lives, how much more transparent than our characters are they! We never learned meanness of them.
    Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)