Noah

Name: Noah (Vagabond Society Designation: #502)

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Appearance: 6'0", thin but athletic, short blonde hair, pale green eyes, clean shaven, black hoodie, black jeans that have seen better days, black sneakers, large backpack.

Personality: Lone wanderer. Noah has always been alone, and always had trouble belonging anywhere. He's always either invisible or excluded from the group, even if the group claimed to be his friends. He's become somewhat cynical as a result, and has all but given up on fitting in, which is both a relief and painful. Noah is intelligent and clever, but reserved and somewhat awkward. He remains personable, and wants to see the best in people, but has come to harbor a strong distrust towards them, expecting to always eventually be cast aside or forgotten. Noah has become comfortable in his solitude, but still carried a lingering desire to fit in somewhere. He's come to trust the Vagabond Society members more than most, although he still has his doubts that one day it'll leave him behind as well. He, like most members, are clueless who Key is and what the Society's purpose really is, but at least for now he knows meeting other members will guarantee him safe company and shelter when he needs it. He secretly clings to the knowledge that Key chose him to join, even if the reason is a mystery. Noah loves traveling and the freedom of the open world, but is realistic about the hardship that comes with it. He'll take odd jobs where he can find them, sleeps in motels or offered couches if he can, but he knows how to survive in the elements. He leans into invisibility when he feels threatened or unwelcome. Noah knows he's inwardly strong and capable, but miffed that people tend to look through him or only see what's useful to them, although he's come to terms with that and tried to make peace with it.

Speech: Tenor. Awkward as a result of his reserved nature, but has a silver tongue when he needs it, and when he decides to open himself up, he can become a professional yapper about his interests.

Likes: freedom, traveling, large open spaces, cozy rooms, good conversation, quiet nights, folk music, pub culture.

Dislikes: drunkards, cruelty, corruption, foster care, drugs, overly expensive cars, stubbing his foot, getting his socks wet.

Background: Noah lost his parents at an early age. He was bounced through foster homes for a few years until his aunt and uncle finally took him in. His aunt died of cancer when he was thirteen, leaving him with his drunkard uncle and his living situation became very difficult. At age 15, Noah ran away and never looked back, traveled all over the country, and the world once he was 18. At age 19, he received a strange text message on his burner phone inviting him to join the Vagabond Society. At first he thought it was a prank or a scam, but kept getting messages from the same unknown source, reassuring him. Out of curiosity, he responded, and has been a member ever since. He calls his uncle 'Uncle Crusty.'

Example Dialog:

"Ugh, I'd rather not get caught up reminiscing about old Uncle Crusty."

"Sucks sometimes, being chronically invisible. But sometimes it does have it's uses. I can leave parties as early as I want, for instance."

"So, uh... guess we're together for a little while..."

"Don't have a home. Ran off years ago, been on the road ever since. I just go where my feet take me, I guess."