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Name: Quenten Brax

Age: Thirty years old

Skills: medical knowledge, melee fighting

Personality: Brax is man of quiet strength, he takes very few friends and usually only those he has fought with into complete confidence. Brax is a quiet individual with few words and his detractors mistake this reserve for pomposity. Life for Brax is a serious mission, a job to be tackled soberly, unremittingly. Since taking over the losing his friends Brax he has had only one goal which was to avenge their deaths and do whatever it takes to survive. While seemingly calm and collected he does go on a silent fit of rage.

Appearance: Five feet seven inches, brown eyes, brown hair, bearded. 

Attire: Swat helmet, gas mask, red bandana wrapped around his neck, brown shirt, black vest with lots of pockets, ripped cargo pants with pockets, boots that goes all the way up to below the knee. 

Equipment: Cross bow & arrows, axe, water canister, binoculars, matches, sleeping bag, backpack

Bio: Brax as he has always been called has been traveling by himself for year before joining the caravan. Before being alone he was with a group of ten people who he has gotten very close two. Although, one day when he was out looking for food his companions who were in settled in a campsite was attacked violently by group of bandits. He has been spending years trying to hunt and trap each one to extract his revenge. After doing do he finally decided to rejoin a group and that's when he encountered the caravan. 
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