Captain-Random

 The sun was not yet up, though the sky had turned the colorless hue that heralds sunrise.  The tops of trees still budding could be seen as stark shadows against the sky, a testament to the light that would soon return to the world.  From somewhere in the predawn fog, the forlorn sound of a train echoed into the dark station.  Gradually, the rhythmic chugging of the engine's wheels became more audible, and the large iron beast came into view.  The train came to rest in the station, steam blowing out of its smokestack. "Pine Harbor!" the conductor shouted drearily, half-expecting no one to get off.

Spring's fetid arms reach out, strangling winter with undead, groping hands.

#1. Introduction The young man walking down the road seemed to be a paradox.  He wasn't showing any outward signs of confidence, yet that was the impression most onlookers got of him.  His simple black shoes were caked in dust and dried mud, his jacket a similar color, though impeccably clean.  His hair was remarkably short, almost to the point of shaved.  His dark eyes looked into the distance, contemplating some unseen eternity ahead of him.  In his right hand he clutched an unadorned walking stick, but a rapier hanging conspicuously on his belt deterred any potential thieves. The road he traveled on was made chiefly of dirt, though the

 High among the imposing, snow-covered mountains of the north, there is a relatively young Flozzle.  This Flozzle, having the legs of a mountain goat, can leap effortlessly among the ledges, where few other animals would dare go.  Its shaggy fur, bearing the markings of an anteater, keeps it warm in the bitter cold.  Its tail is that of an anteater and its head and antlers are a bull moose's.  Being young for a Flozzle, it is not the wisest of its kind, but is full of the energy of youth.

Name: Cain Berenson Eyes: Light brown. Hair: Medium brown. Height: 5' 10" Age: Mid-thirties. Body Type: Skin Color: Pale from lack of outdoor activities. Face Shape: Rectangular, but his jaw is not especially strong. Nose: average Mouth: Cain's mouth is typically set in a self-confident smirk. Ears: average Hands and Feet: Cain has long fingers, well-suited for working with clocks. His feet are proportionate to the rest of him. General Outfit: Cain is a Paragon and so wears the uniform of his station: Black trousers, white dress shirt, purple or black waistcoat, purple cravat, black tailcoat, white gloves, and a top hat with a ban