Used to like  bringing in the groceries and the smell of gasoline. Wants one more round with a Grizzly Bear.

A dyed in the wool wallflower. Used to enjoy drinking tea under covers with the lights off.

Her favorite genre of music is loud. Appreciates a good trash find and the reflection of the sky in mud puddles.

Often brags about how good her lasagna recipe used to be. Known for dispensing motherly advice.

Says he likes the way the color brown smells, especially on days when it rains and the sound of things growing.

Often begs Lighkeeper J to ask tarot cards about everyday decisions. Gives off the aroma of sweat and weed.

Counts eight breaths before every shot. Soft-spoken sumo who squares your feet and whispers “Hajime.”

Lightkeeper J is always looking for lost souls to add to the collective! Check back soon to see who has been folded into this loving family.

Has more dead friends than living ones (and is perfectly fine with that). Collects cheap colognes, fountain pens and haunted cameras.