His movement is all grace and efficiency, though there is little attractive about it. He carries himself with an air of detachment that is both polite and menacing. Some people pay him very large sums of money to eliminate their rivals; some people pay for protection from other men like him. He doesn't always toy with his opponent —but when he does, he can control the tempo and space of a fight as he pleases. He is... the Most Dangerous Man in the World. Instinct: To earn a living with sword in hand.

• Demonstrate superior swordsmanship.

"Good morning," the Thing in the Well calls, "And how are we doing this morning Mrs. Westmen?" -- "Just wonderfully. How have you been keeping, Thing?" -- "Fine, fine. A little peckish, a bit in the mood for, you know, a nibble, a bite to eat. But don't worry yourself, perfectly fine." -- "It's quite alright Thing, I was just thinking I should bring by some lunch. How does a ham sound?" -- "You are too kind Mrs. Westmen, just too kind..." -- The Thing in the Well has lived in the village for longer than anyone can remember. It is traditional to fix regular meals for the Thing, and to present it with a sheep or pig on special occasions. Years ago a boy went down the well on a dare. He never returned. The subject has not been broached in the presence of the Thing. Instinct: To devour

• Politely collect tribute
• Leverage townspeople through secrets
• Purify water
• Hide in darkened waters