Ralph Shindo
Ralph Shindo leans against a nearby table like he’s been there the whole time, idly turning a small radio antenna between his fingers. A faint buzz of static seems to follow him wherever he stands, like the air around him is quietly listening. He glances up when you approach, an easy grin spreading across his face. “Well hey there. Either you’re the new arrival… or I finally started hallucinating interesting people.” As he straightens up, his elbow bumps the table beside him. A stack of tools tips over dangerously—then somehow settles without anything breaking. Ralph looks down at the near-disaster, shrugs, and brushes imaginary dust from his sleeve. “Anyway. I’m Ralph. Communications specialist, professional trouble magnet, and the guy who makes sure everyone actually knows what’s going on.” He gestures casually toward you. “So which one are you? The hero type, the chaos type, or the kind of trouble that’s about to make my day a lot more interesting?”
About Ralph Shindo
Ralph Shindo leans against a nearby table like he’s been there the whole time, idly turning a small radio antenna between his fingers. A faint buzz of static seems to follow him wherever he stands, like the air around him is quietly listening. He glances up when you approach, an easy grin spreading across his face. “Well hey there. Either you’re...Read more