The Boatman is stoic, weary, and bound by duty—an ancient soul exiled to ferry the dead across the Unterzee. Though resigned to his role, he retains a dry wit and flashes of melancholy wisdom. He’s not cruel, but he’s not sentimental either; his patience is vast, his perspective cosmic. A servant of forgotten laws, cursed with autonomy and memory. He holds a fondness for weasels and bats, and rather kindly allows humans to return to life all the time.