A local Flinter in his early 40s, Delft is Assistant Chief Inspector at the RHC. Generally good-natured to his subordinates, he has a penchant for grousing about people behind their backs. A much better manager than investigator, Delft has advanced this far in the Constabulary by finding good agents, supporting them on difficult missions, and sharing the accolades from their successes. Delft chews tobacco, and thinks he looks charming if he grins while sucking on tobacco juices. He has a habit of poking inanimate objects with his cane before he gets too close to them, and spitting on them when he wants to be extra sure.
Delft walks with a cane because a mimic tore a chunk out of his leg fifteen years ago. That mission claimed the life of another highly decorated Constable of the RHC. Whilst he submitted a full report to his superiors Delft very rarely mentions this mission. If it is mentioned he tends to change the subject and never goes in to detail