The Gahlan skies teem with all manner of rogues and renegades, dastardly pirates, cruel slavers, and mercenaries with discount loyalties. These lot typically populate the rosters of throwaway villains in those feel-good stage productions where a lot of goons need dispatching in a short time by a plucky hero who wasn't asking for trouble. The role of the Skywolf though, always brings with it a singular mystique that is coveted by any self-respecting leading Gahl. Skywolves are human traffickers for hire. They are savvy operators who can ayrstrogate by gut instinct, and know how to smuggle people into the places where the men in uniforms and jackboots don't want them to go. The role calls for an infectious charisma, a sense of daring and panache, and the rebellious smile of a criminal you can't help but root for. Lacking that, a calculating mind and a stubborn jaw will suffice where slick words are found wanting. In the stories, the skywolf operates in that grey area of morality that makes for complex characters, that also happen to look good in shirts with deep necklines. Despite the grim reality of their job, and their somewhat callous complicity towards the conditions that keep them in business, the service they perform is often to the benefit of the underdog. The reluctant smuggler with the heart of gold is a trope so well-trod that it's gone all the way through cliché, and right back around to downright mandatory. When an eager new playwright is shopping their script through the arts district, producers reflexively ask "Who's playing the skywolf?" It's usually the playwright.