Spatzimaus said:
Finally, of COURSE you need to add some sort of "advanced human" race, from a technologically advanced future, marooned in a primitive era and trying to find a way home. That's why I suggested Astronaut as a class. Whether it's the result of a Planet of the Apes or Cadillacs & Dinosaurs style of post-apocalyptic setting, Indiana Jones-style scientists/archaeologists, simple time travel, or alien explorers who just happen to look just like humans, it's a standard part of the genre.
The Valley of the Lost Brotherhood of Mu
Hidden in a secret, mist shrouded, vale, the Brotherhood of Mu lives a life of isolation that is only hinted at in the most obscure tales of wayward travellers. Said to be survivors of a great cataclysm in the past, the Brothers and Sisters of Mu are the last remnants of a great age of men, of which the men of today are a mere shadow. The Brotherhood of Mu seeks now only to live a utopian life of enlightened tranquility. In order to preserve this state, they must keep their vale hidden from the outside world. It is said that once you find the secret Valley of the Lost Brotherhood of Mu, you will never leave.
From what fragmentary records exist scattered as vague references throughout the libraries of Ninja Island, the Brothers and Sisters of Mu look similar to humans but for a slightly elongated forehead, 7' average height, vertical black irises in yellow eyes, thin build, and unblinking stare. They typically wear headbands and long flowing togas and robes of bold colors and move slowly and deliberately. Brothers and Sisters of Mu are said to have powerful psychic abilities as well, and among other abilities can communicate with others without speaking.
Brothers and Sisters of Mu typically try to appear as ordinary humans to outsiders who find the vale, encouraging them to stay of their own accord, but once they try to leave the Brothers and Sisters of Mu take on their true visage and implant a repetative sound in their target's mind which will likely drive him insane:
"ch-ch-ch-ch-cha-Cha-Cha-Cha-Chan-CHAN-CHAN-CHAN..."
"ch-ch-ch-ch-cha-Cha-Cha-Cha-Chan-CHAN-CHAN-CHAN..."
"ch-ch-ch-ch-cha-Cha-Cha-Cha-Chan-CHAN-CHAN-CHAN..."
"AAAARRRRGGGHHH!!!!" Yell the captives, faces twisted as they grasp at their ears in agony. It is a desperate but futile attempt to stop the sound that, once planted, will not cease until they accept their fate and vow never to leave the Valley of the Lost Brotherhood of Mu.
Welcome to paradise.