With Halloween swiftly approaching, I’d like to take a moment to salute one of the most memorable non-playable characters of my childhood. A figure so firm in his convictions that even the game defines him as an object instead of a person.
On the shores of Ultima VII’s Misty Channel, there stands a ferry station shrouded in a mysterious fog. Aboard the rickety wooden ferry a sole figure waits with an eternal patience, his only duty in life to shuttle passengers across to the mysterious land of Skara Brae. With a scythe in one hand and a black cloak concealing his skeletal form, he strikes an oddly familiar picture.