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Character Name: Simon Course
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Appearance: Simon is recognizable largely by what he isn't rather than what he is. In shape but not well-toned, he has tried his best not to stick out; keeping his hair cut short, wearing a baseball cap while outside, and getting a fairly "normal" tan and overall body structure, a good five-ten and one-fifty pounds. He tends to wear a T-shirt (usually with a logo emblazoned on the back, like a circle or something else clean and interesting-looking), jeans, and sandals until it gets too cold for that. And with the fact that he doesn't care much about the cold, that means he's wearing sandals and a T-shirt almost year-round, one of his only distinctive manners.

His face isn't something people would forget easily, but it's one that tends to be looked at as unimportant: clean-shaven or with a thin shadow, green eyes moving slowly here and there, and a thin silver ring on his right earlobe. The brown hair that barely trails down his face at all is swept-back and short, so as not to make an impression. And his tendency to wear a ring, a thin silver band on his left hand's middle finger, is more to give him something to look at when he doesn't feel like looking at people than anything else.

Personality: Simon is a soft-spoken, creative person with a good sense of humor, but at the same time he is a man who hates making a show of himself in front of strangers and who greatly dislikes lots of attention. Blessed with a sharp memory and a fairly decent life, he has grown used to working but not working hard, as it could be said. He is a nice person at heart, but lacks real self-confidence, and has spent a long time trying to overcome that.

He also enjoys helping others, and has participated in various charity programs. This is largely because he is very sympathetic, and at the same time is a tried-and-true worrier, prone to second-guessing himself on many occasions. This makes him unlikely to try and do anything drastic in life, and he tries very hard towards moderation.

History: Growing up in Philadelphia and moving to Chicago at the age of twelve, Simon grew up in a family that was very much politically active - they took part in everything from helping the Salvation Army to protest marches. He quickly became aware that perhaps that was not his perfect life and tried his best to either not go or keep it to a minimum, succeeding at times. When entering high school he witnessed the worst events of his younger life - riots, which broke out over political decisions that had been made. While he got through it fine, his dad was clubbed by a police officer, knocking him unconscious. While it was not lethal or otherwise life-changing, it did convince Simon that staying the center of attention was just inviting trouble.

Going through high school and college at an arts university, he graduated as an unspectacular but talented student. Working a job as independent-commission artist for three years, he moved around through several apartments and ended up in an apartment complex fairly close to where the Historian's Guild Chicago branch was. On January 4th he encountered the echo while first sitting and painting, and dismissed it just as a vivid daydream. But over the next few days he grew more attuned, and began mentally recording what had seen. He was distanced enough from it that it did not affect him tremendously, but he soon began almost hearing...feeling...tasting the air of the echo, which was when he knew he needed to find out more.

When the Guild became more active and began sending out information that anyone who had contact with the echo should join, he promptly agreed to do so. He still hopes to understand just what this is that has entered his life.

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Character Name: Caelan Richards
Age: 27
Gender: Male

Appearance:
-Eye, Hair, Skin Color: Amber eyes, nose-length shaggy brown hair, sickly pale skin.
-Attire Preferences: Prefers to wear slightly baggy and comfortable clothing. He is often seen wearing combat boots, slightly worn jeans, typically a large black t-shirt, black leather gloves, and a heavy military coat.
-Height, Weight: 6'2", 282 lbs
-Other Information: Has an ornate tribal tattoo circling two kanji characters on his shoulders, with the kanji for wrath on his right shoulder and the kanji for mercy on his left. He has large eyebrows, a generally well-built body type, and is often seen with something in or hanging out of his mouth, most often gum, cigarettes, or most oddly: spoons. He's not exceptionally beautiful, nor is he exceptionally horrifying to look at. He often wears teashades, usually black, blue, or purple.

Personality:
Caelan is normally a quiet person, but when in an argument, feeling argumentative or just angry in general, he becomes very animated and loud. He tends to have mood swings, generally alternating in a few months. Without meaning to, he's incredibly intimidating, especially when smoking, as he's larger than most people. When alone with someone or with only a few people he tends to be more sociable, while in larger groups he becomes more and more quiet. He prefers to be by himself when doing things, as he feels the need to protect other people. He tends to get testy under bad circumstances, and is known to have a short temper. While he tries not to care about other people, he can sometimes get protective over people, especially when someone's being bullied. Although he denies it, he someday wishes he could be a father, one who'll be there for his son. He'll often just say something short and bluntly unless he feels the need to elaborate further.

History:
Caelan as a child grew up on the road, not exactly facing the best possibilities for someone in his position. He had been born in some random state in the US, and had been on the move since. His father had left when he was born while his mother was a cheap floozy who needed companionship and always attracted trouble. He was mostly ignored by his mother and her 'friends'. To this day he doesn't think of them, as they never cared for him. He never did well at school, although everyone knew he was smart enough to at least skip a grade. He practically taught himself, as he viewed learning from several different teachers from several different schools about the same subject would hurt his learning more than help. He grew up resilient and angry at everyone, until he had met someone who had faced the worst odds.

Caelan finished growing up, finally beginning to find happiness, when his best friend, the person who showed him the worst possible outcomes, was brutally murdered in a hate crime. He never really got over it, and continues to binge drink on the anniversary of his death. Because of this, he regularly fights with people who are prejudiced. Many call him self-destructive at times because of this, as he'll go into drunken rages and go into massive brawls.

Once Caelan was of age and had graduated high school, he joined the military, seeking a career as an officer. He never made it into the Marine Corps University, so he just worked his way up through the ranks slowly but surely. He had gone into battle a few times, each time getting renown for his skill in combat. He was recently released as he began having flashes of vision into a different world, with him being viewed as having a mental illness, screaming about burning buildings, horrible creatures, and gore everywhere. After being released and refusing to go to an asylum, he tried finding a normal job, but found someone talking about a 'Historian's Guild'. He became interested as they hinted about their interest in people like him. He tried to find a way to contact them, but failed, instead to be sent a letter for recruitment for his active interest in them.

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Character Name: Rim "K" Kiño
Age: 24
Gender: Male

Appearance:
- Eye, Hair, Skin Color: Eyes: From afar they seem brown, but on closer inspection they are a deep gold color, Hair: Jet black, Skin: Naturally dark from his ancestry, but appears a much lighter tan because of his extensive time in the far north.
- Attire Preferences: When not doing research in his old laboratory in the North Pole, he prefers to dress in cargo pants and long t-shirts, along with an ever present blue headband. Though he doesn't wear them all the time, his experiences in harsh conditions proved to him that "You never know when there'll be call for a good pair of goggles," and when on the job will keep a pair of high-quality snow goggles around his neck.
- Height, Weight: 6'6", 171lbs. He's tall and lanky, odd for someone part Mexican.

Personality: Rim Kiño, known to most of his friends as K or R.K., is not a complicated guy, but to some he might seem that way. Fairly reserved with new people, and awkward with anything formal, most people get the impression he's a very dour person, or else just not very nice. But to his friends or coworkers (and it's not long before his coworkers are good friends with him), it's rare to meet anyone more loyal. Chivalrous to a fault, he hates it when anyone is hurt, especially a woman. He's been called chauvinistic for it, but that's just how he is.
One of his passions is puzzles. Not jigsaw puzzles ("Come on, anyone can solve those with enough time on their hands."), but logic puzzles and riddles. If the need arises, a riddle is always on the tip of his tongue. He will never tell you the answer, and is genuinely delighted when you get the answer right. Enjoys a job well done, but sometimes has trouble starting things that don't interest him.

History: Rim graduated from the University of California (( I'm sorry, I don't know any out there )) with a degree in experimental physics and a minor in aerospace engineering. While he doesn't have a head for numbers, he is exceedingly adapt at figuring things out, and the universe to him is just one big riddle. He stays for most of the year at the underground particle accelerator in the the North Pole, where he personally devised an energy efficient method of super-cooling the magnets using the natural rocks.

Until, of course, the Guild contacted him. Though he did not want to leave his research, his insatiable thirst for answers, combined with the devastating fire in Greenland, convinced him to finally join the Guild. After a long plane ride, he has finally arrived at the Guild Headquarters, not sure what is waiting for him.

Other Information: His father is a German descendant born in Pennsylvania, and his mother is full-blood Argentinian. He is mildly allergic to dogs.

Character Name: Adriane Li
Age: 23
Gender: Female

Appearance:
-Eye, Hair, Skin Color: She has brown eyes, black hair with dyed brown streaks, usually tied back, and yellow-toned skin due to her Chinese heritage.
-Attire Preferences: She is almost always wearing a pale grey cardigan, and typically wears pants and footwear that will allow her to walk long distances comfortably. Along with that, she prefers light colours and dislikes wearing baggy clothing.
-Height, Weight: 5'5", 127 lbs
-Other Information: She wears rectangular-shaped glasses that she is constantly cleaning.

Personality: Even-tempered and empathic, Adriane is a good listener and is always willing to hear out people's problems. She herself though is rather private and doesn't like to talk about her own life. Despite that though, she is outgoing and hates to be alone. Her feelings are hurt easily, although she tries not to show it. She is prone to moments of low self-esteem, and often wishes she were doing more with her life. She also tends to be pessimistic.

She is a hard worker, and dislikes relying on others to do what she could do herself. Because of this, she also does not trust others with important tasks. Additionally, she has a somewhat competitive nature, and is displeased when someone outshines her.

History: Born as an only child and having grown up distant from her parents, Adriane found herself clinging to her friends. Despite not being particularly close to any of them, she wasn't lonely. However, she felt that she could not fully trust anyone for emotional support.

Eventually, she graduated from college and became a photographer for a nature magazine, as she had a love for both photography and the outside world. Unfortunately, she did not feel completely content with her current situation. As the days went by, she began to encounter the echo. At first, she thought she was going crazy and chose to say nothing, but nevertheless, the Guild contacted her. She agreed to join, due to her desire to know what was happening to her, as well as her feelings of discontent with her life.

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Character Name: Kurz Schneider
Age: 20
Gender:Male
Appearance: Kurz, German for short. When Julia and Christoph Schneider named their son they must have cursed him at the same time, or they could see into the future. Towering over no one at 4' 7", the name fit better than any other name could. At 120 pounds he is slender though not necessarily weak. He has long blond hair that he normally keeps in a braid that reaches to the middle of his back and his eyes are a dark blue. He has a somewhat angular face that he tried to round off a little by wearing a goatee.

Kurz Usually wears neutral colors, usually black but sometimes gray and occasionally tan with a tendency towards darker shades. He often wears cargo pants with a short sleeved button up shirt, but his closet does have some blue jeans and t-shirts, a couple of the shirts are blue, partially because they match the jeans, but also because blue is his second favorite color behind black. One item that is missing from his wardrobe though are shorts, it can be the middle of summer with him in a desert and he will still stick to wearing pants. Regardless of what else he is wearing though, Kurz is Usually seen wearing combat boots and the cuffs of his pants are usually rolled up a bit.

Personality: Eager to prove that his stature doesn't make him useless, Kurz is eager to face new challenges, this can sometimes lead him to trouble though, as he can be over confident at times. The years of torment by other taller than him has left him somewhat closed off from others and he will often ignore their comments towards him regardless of if they are derogatory or complimentary and he tries to show little as emotion as he can since he feels if people knew how he felt then that would be the first step towards people actually getting close enough to hurt him. He is intelligent but in showing the world that size doesn't matter, often comes off as arrogant, that is if he feels it worth his time to even acknowledge the person.

History: Kurz was born in Colorado to parents who were German citizens at the time. Being born in America to German parents, he has dual citizenship even if he has never actually lived in Germany, or learned much German.

Kurz was a bright boy from a young age excelling in math and science, though his mind is as abstract as the subjects he enjoys, and thus, his performance in creative subjects like art and creative writing was always lackluster. With high marks in math and science and even fairly good grades n Language he was accepted into his elementary school advanced learning program which continued into high school where he was in college level honors classes. Despite those accomplishments though, he does hold some chagrin over not making valedictorian.

Being short, Kurz was always picked on by the bigger kids which was made worse when his acceptance into advanced learning programs had him branded as a nerd. He took Jujitsu to try and fight back, and sometimes it even worked, but more often he tried to outsmart the bullies than outfight them. The experiences, whether they were positive or negative though, have left him somewhat cold and aloof, and slightly untrusting.

Despite his intellignece, Kurz wasn't in any hurry so he graduated high school at 19 alongside everyone else his age. Afterwards he spent a year off from school while he decided what he would do next, maybe he would become a scientist, maybe an astronaut. His plans were cut short when he started seeing things around New Years. At first he thought maybe he was going crazy, but then he heard rumors that others were also seeing things, so if he was crazy then they also had to be. Then he got a letter from something called the Historians Guild, an odd letter, but an intriguing one

He never really had too many ambitions besides being someone to be reckoned with so the guild job was as good as any, He isn't suited to manual labor and desk jobs are dull as a new pencil, so spelunking for the guild suits him just fine.

Other Information: Kurz sees the Guild similar to the Army, a way to see the world while someone else pays for college. If someone gets hurt that's just part of the job, and there's not much you can do but move on. Besides the people he meets never care for him so why should he return the favor?

Character Name: Alanna Jenkins (Nana)
Age: 26 (recently turned)
Gender: Female

Appearance:
Eye, Hair, Skin Color: Eyes: A mix between gray and hazel. Hair: Straight, dark brown. No bangs and reaches to a little below her bust. Skin color: She’s Caucasian with a slight tan.
-Attire Preferences: Teal V-Neck tee shirt with breezy sleeves and a lace patter down the vee. She took a thin, black polyester duster and cut it to reach about as long as her hair, and ties a bow to cover anything that could be taken as revealing in any sort of way. Black Pats that are very loose and airy that come to below the knee and white sneakers. Can often be found wearing leather gloves, but if they’re not on they are secured around her wrist using a plastic bracelet that can be opened and closed. These gloves are black with a single, simple white pentagram on each glove.
-Height, Weight: Height: 5’5 ¾” inches. Weight: 132lbs.
-Other Information: Will sometimes use paint to place images of pentagrams on her arms or around her collar bone. Sometimes, also, she takes all the hair that does not fall behind her ears back into a half-ponytail and, when she does this, will often have a small silver band going across her forehead with a tiny amethyst teardrop hanging from it. She actually has the design of this scarred onto her forehead and on her chest from burns that occurred during an initiation of sorts.

Personality: Alanna is sometimes known to act a little young for her age, becoming pouty or stubborn when she’s under immense amounts of pressure or feels that some part of her morality or belief system is being challenged. She gets excited really easy and becomes a total rah-rah person and may even run around a little bit from the inability to contain herself, though this is usually only in extreme cases. If anything, she’ll just suddenly hug someone near her and pat them on the head or ruffle their hair before resorting to running around.

At the same time, she was also known to act older than her age from time to time as well. Often when observing feuds (much more often when she doesn’t allow herself to side with one of the parties) she will try finding some middle ground or give them some sort of alternative to what it is they’re fighting over. It is the mixture of these two sides that gave her the childish, or respected depending on the situation, nickname “Nana.” She is also horribly protective of those around her and will try spreading her care to whomever possible, even when very angry. Though it might take a little while (and she’ll be grumbling and complaining about it the whole time) if she’s mad.

She’s also scared very easily, and often doesn’t like to show it, though Alanna can’t always help it. She will shriek if she absolutely can’t hold it in, and often gets a full-body shiver, hiccups, strained higher-pitched voice and perhaps tears when she’s scared. She’ll try and play it off best she can, but it’s painfully obvious when she’s upset. However, her determination keeps her pushing forward, so long as she has a goal in mind. She believes any strength she may have comes from those around her, and thereby, those around her affect her ability to perform well.

History: Alanna in high school was almost like a holy terror. She was much more of a tomboy than she is now, though she has retained much of it. She obtained C average grades for most of her schooling, except for PE and English in which she excelled. She was a triple threat, as they called it, participating in cross country during the fall, wrestling for the winter, and competing in pole vault and the hurdles as a spring sport. She was almost always in the upper-middle of the pack during any cross country race, and most boys avoided her during wrestling because they didn’t want to be beat out by some girl (she’d given them plenty of embarrassment within the first month of her freshman year). She often placed during hurdle races, but only made it so far as state, and same went for the pole vault.

Her senior year, however, her family moved from one part of Vancouver, WA to another, and put her into a Catholic school. And, couldn’t you guess? Her new school didn’t participate in sports programs. Not really, anyway. So she rebelled and joined a group of local Wicca. Her initiation resulted in her current scars on her forehead and chest--the silver adornments had been heated to almost being red and placed on her skin. She had shrieked; it hurt incredibly much. Her parents were very unhappy with this and arranged for her to be able to compete in sports after school at her old school if she left the group, and so she did without a second thought.

She was able to obtain a scholarship for her athletic abilities to attend WSU Pullman and spent her college experience getting mostly Bs and Cs, but she got to participate in her sports all the while obtaining a teaching degree. She improved greatly and made it to region face-offs for her wrestling and hurdles, but that’s as far as that got. She never made it to the national level once, which was a disappointment.

Moving back to Vancouver, she picked up a job at her old high school teaching American Literature and Physical Education--her two favorite things about school. She’d only been teaching about a year when she was leading a class discussion on The Catcher In the Rye when she noticed something odd--It was like a big tree was in her classroom. She thought she’d been seeing things, but when she went out to her car to grab something during a lunch break--some soccer balls from home so they didn’t have to use the school’s flat ones, she felt like she was in a forest or something. She’d actually tried maneuvering over what she saw were enormous roots and actually ended up face-planting into the cement, blood everywhere. The nurse came out to make sure she didn’t have a concussion, then sent her home for a few days.

She didn’t take any breaks, not really. She instantly went to find any information about this that she could and found that instances had not only been occurring in the area, but all over the country. And the world, for that matter! At first her public officials, when she questioned them, thought it was some sort of new drug or something and laid her off of work, saying she could return in a year if she was ‘clean’. Alanna was very upset by this and pursued further, calling up people to try and get around. Within a few days she received a phone call from a stranger, and she was happy that she had a lead as to the thing for which she was fired. She was going to prove to those idiots that she wasn’t hallucinating! And so she set off to locate this Historian’s Guild to be interviewed.

Other Information: It’s not very thorough, but due to some of her catholic school courses--and her time involved in Wicca, Nana has picked up on some Latin and German. Though once again it’s only basic German and scraps of Latin. Her favorite thing to eat is banana sandwiches (hold the peanut butter) and both strawberry milk as well as chocolate milk with chopped bananas stirred in. She has this thing where she looks up random tidbits of different languages in her spare time if she’s excruciatingly bored. Other times she may be found following someone around like a lost puppy. And due to her very different and conflicting personality traits, it is believed she is bi-polar.