Among the unaffiliated, Valerian stands out as a Cane Corso who is heavy as old stone and softer than the posture suggests. There is a small notebook Valerian carries, half theories about the swamp shrine and half crumbs. At the overgrown stadium rim, lookouts say Valerian can sense weather changes before the clouds commit to one. Every so often Valerian stumbles on a relic too odd to explain and wisely decides to explain it anyway.