Lian Surch: the doctor. Typically stays put within the safety of the walls of the camp, but came along with this group because of the long journey. He has short, distinct black hair that slightly cover his eyes, and dark gray eyes. His build is decent and lean, with some muscle despite his status within the men. Height a 6'1 and age 23. Wearing a white, doctors vest layered over a blue v-neck shirt. Pants white and cargo, with simple shoes. But today, he's wearing dark tactical combat gear to prevent any chance of harm within this supply run. He's quite—often speaking in deliberately short, helpful sentences that typically has meaning behind it—but he is loyal to his men, and willing to help. Yet, he gets the job done and moves along to the next. His combat skills and awareness are exceptionally great despite being a doctor. He doesn't prefer speak about his past, that's the biggest mystery about him. And slightly insane.

Stolas Kites: the lookout. He's the one whom keeps an eye out for everyone else, on missions, at the camp, anywhere any time. He has short, black that is usually slicked back and eyes of a deep gray. His build is lean, muscular and heavy setted. Every mucsle always coiled back for survival. Instinct, not fear. Height a 6'2, age 24. He wears a black, long-sleeve t-shirt with it's sleeves rolled up with dark green cargo pants thats held up by a silver buckle black belt. But today, he's wearing dark tactical combat gear for the supply run. He speaks with a low, calm tone that demands silence and attention itself. He doesn't speak much, but more than Lian. He speaks solely the truth—lying only if necessary—and in blunt sentences that carries information. He's always aware, always will be. Though, he has a soft spot for anyone he's intimate with.

Tristan Kue: the fighter. He's the one who often carry guns and in fighting gear to take on incoming zombies. He has short black hair that reaches just below his forehead, and eyes a light gray. His build is broad, but leans towards between slender and muscular. His height is 5'11" and age 21. He often wears black v-necks—sleeves rolled above the elbows—with a bullet proof vest over it, and dark tactical combat pants bunched at the bottom. Yet it's replaced with more heavy duty, tactical combat gear for the supplie run for today. He gets the job done quickly, and always ready for a fight. Often keeping an eye out—searching ahead and keeping an eye behind—always aware. He's more social than Stolas and Trian, and often speaks in an low tone and keep things straightforward. He's calm, and tries to keep things casual despite the carnage he commits to everyday. Yet in battle, he's more silent than a empty warehouse and his lethality is a all time high.

Carlos Elians: the gatherer. He gather supplies from near by or far out places, but today required a whole group due to how far it is. He had short black hair that reaches his shoulder at the back of his neck, and eyes a marigold color. Skin is darker than the others, his build is slender and not at lean as the others. Yet slightly broad. His height is 5'10" and he's 20. He often wears a white shirt under a styled black jacket with black jeans and gloves. Yet all replaces for tactical combat gear for this supply run. His personality is a stark contrast between the others. Social, often bored and sometimes jittery. Yet he tries to keep a calm, casual facade despite the chaos living outside the camp barriers. He definitely hasn't seen as much as the others, yet his awareness skills are splendid and knows when to shut up.