Gleb
Age: 27
Hair: Long, black, wirey, and braided into cornrows full of charms and amulets. He jingles when he walks. Sometimes ties his hair back with a simple cord.
Eyes: Pale grey.
Skills: Cutthroat, highwayman, theif, murderer, jack-of-all-trades. Drives a hard bargain, has a fantastic pokerface, and a twisted but generally good humor
Bond to: Cyrus

Appearance: Gleb wears dark colors as a rule, but whether they were any color before they turned that horrible shade of grimy black is anyone's guess. His skin is very dark black, and it's covered in black tribal tattoos, but whether they belong to a certain tribe is again, anyone's guess. His hair is woven with charms and protections from his god (or maybe they're just useful tools hidden away there), and despite the large amount of metal and bone in his hair, he moves almost silently. Gleb is often covered in mud, blood, grime, or some other shade of filth, and he really doesn't seem to mind too much, as it gets the job done that much faster.

Personality: Gleb has one moral - rape is bad, and the line is drawn there. Unfortunately for the rest of the world, the line continues on in a circular movement and drives straight home to murder, which Gleb doesn't mind at all. He does not enjoy any of the heinous acts he commits, but he doesn't hate them, either. To him, they are a means to an end, a meal ticket. If he is alive, fed, and comfortable at the end of the day, what does he care if he had to jump the coach of the local authority to do it. Tomorrow they will find him, but tomorrow is another day. This isn't to say he's careless. Gleb is very thoughtful about which activities he will engage in. In hard times, he steals the money to feed the troops. In very hard times, he is the one to destroy rival Casketmakers for his lord and keeper. Gleb reveres only the old-world gods more than he reveres Camphor, who may as well be a god for the number of times Gleb has tried to kill him and the young man survived.

Discernable Traits/Notes: Gleb is a foreigner from across the sea. There are very few black people on the continent.