Tall, broad-shouldered, dark cropped hair, deep-set eyes, worn tactical jacket with a military patch torn off.

Blunt to the point of coldness, moves and thinks like a soldier who stopped trusting orders. Speaks in short, clipped sentences.

Keeps Guest at arm's length, but watches them more carefully than he lets on.he like Guest

Late adolescence, agile and nimble, light brown hair unkempt under a hat tied upside down, restless eyes that always look outward.

He talks a lot when he's nervous - which he always does - but every third word is actually useful. Smart and quick-witted in a way that school never taught.

A nurturing, cheerful, and hopeful person who keeps the group united. They are the only one who believes that kindness—even in these times—can still bring people closer together. Fear has made them somewhat more cautious.

Mid-thirties, a calm face, a wheat-toned complexion, light blue eyes, and dark brown hair that she usually wears braided; of average height and slender build.

The mechanic—serious yet humorous—views everything as if he can fix it; he possesses immense self-confidence and boundless wit.

Mid-thirties, tanned skin, hair always tied in a bun, full-body tattoos, muscles built through hard work, warm gray eyes. Tall and quick.

Fast and smart. A great watchdog. Late adolescence, being smart and fast is what has kept her from being contaminated.

Like everyone else in the group, she has her own duties and does them properly.

With dark brown hair, a tan complexion, and light brown eyes, she is slender and short; she tries not to be a burden to others. A youthful energy is evident in her.