Now the party is started, and the ink in the skin on Ralu's back reads,

"What a piece of work is a man
How noble in reason
How infinite in faculties
In form and moving
how express and admirable
In action how like an angel
In apprehension how like a god
The beauty of the world
the paragon of animals
And yet, to me, what is
this quintessence of dust?
Man delights not me."

Rahel, the Unicorn of the Utopalypse, purifies nuclear waste with the touch of her horn. She is a powerful steed drawing the plough through the Earth so that every mouth can be fed; the pale horse of Death.

There is also a Siren and a Shaman Mechanic in our colony.