The Conductor/Open Name on ticket: He doesn't need a ticket, but his badge bears the name Wm. Carmine. Preferred pronoun: He/him/his Appearance, including apparent height, build & attire: The guard wears the same uniform as the various porters and station masters: a well-tailored formal blue suit out of Longshire Clothing, done up with the gaudy teeth of polished brass buttons. The buttons bray the railroad line brazenly in embossing. Carmine keeps his suit in pristine condition. His cravat is done up to the sharp point of his chin. The hat perched on dark, shining hair is a Civil War-surplus kepi. A chain fastens from an interior breast pocket to one nearer his hip. In the hip pocket is his watch, palm-sized and open-faced in a nickel case and with a white enamel dial. Carmine is a tall man, thin, with a slightly swarthy complexion and lips a dark, purpling color. His eyes are the same jet as his hair. If he's handsome, it's only as an oil painting is handsome. Better unmoving, and terrifying when alive. One detail for the keen eye: He does not wear gloves. Location on the train: Leaving the engine car.