ZBC NPC Info

Name: Christoph Siegfried Schubaltz
Age: 30
Height: 6'5"
Weight: 245 pounds
Job: Major in the ZBC`s military forces
Personality: Essentially the same as Alistair`s would be if his life had
gone differently at birth. Barring certain key differences, the two are
basically the same. Christoph seems to have something going with Zan-Li, but
time will tell if anything ever comes of that.
Appearance: Again, the two are essentially the same with a few key
differences. Christoph usually wears the same kind of Guylos-inspired
uniform, colored dark purple, rather than Alistair`s prefered black. About
the only true DIFFERENCES in their appearances are that Christoph has blonde
hair and green eyes, along with paler skin and the Schubaltz family crest
tattooed on his left cheek. Another key physical difference is that
Christoph only ever carries one gun, relying instead on a two-handed 
European broadsword known as the Legacy of Asmodeus, acquired similarly to 
how Alistair gained his katana. Beyond that, he wields a veritable arsenal 
of throwing knives and a dagger/short sword.

Name: Gerard "Night-Eyes" Cooper
Age: 48
Height: 6'9"
Weight: 380-400 pounds
Job: Major in the ZBC`s military forces
Personality: ... Weathered. Gerard is one of those war veterans who`s gone
so far into the service that it`s literally all he has left in life. While
he does have children, they`re only names on a child support check now. He`s
divorced, his father is dying of Alzheimers and doesn`t even recognize him
and the rest of his family - mother, two brothers, one sister and his oldest
son - all died during the 20 Years War. His entire life is summed up best
with only three simple words: Loyalty, duty, tragedy. Even in spite of all
of this, Gerard is extremely level-headed, albeit a tad cynical. He has an
overpowering sense of loyalty and duty to the military, and also finds the
process of blowing things up in the name of the greater good to be more than
a BIT therapeutic. While he sympathizes with the Republic of Zi, he holds no
love for them, and views Elesia as being a ticking timebomb, governed by a
collective of psychopaths.
Appearance: Extremely tall, muscular and dark-skinned. Gerard has a diverse
ethnic background, including black, asian, arabic and caucasian relatives.
He has straight, solid white hair kept tied back in a tight ponytail, and
his body and face are all riddled with scars. Most prominent among these are
his hands and eyes - all of which have been cybernetically replaced for
various reasons over the years. His hands, being cybernetic, are made of
metal, and being that he`s in the military, they`ve also been outfitted with
tazer-like shock emitters in each palm. His eyes allow him to see clearly in
ANY environment, though they look more like camera lenses than anything
else. Gerard usually wears a tan bomber jacket with the red-and-gold ZBC
emblem on its back, and his name and rank on the chest. He also wears black
fatigue pants, combat boots and a red t-shirt most of the time. While his
hands are metal and his skills at unarmed combat are alarming, Gerard
usually carries a heavy-duty handgun at his side instead.

Name: Doran Oriel
Age: 19
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 180 pounds
Job: Corporal in the ZBC Military. Also works as a part-time
developer(re: test subject) for prosthetic arms
Personality: Extremely self-conscious with regards to his arms. Borderlines
on being bipolar. Most of the time, he can be described as an introverted
coward who doesn`t speak unless spoken to and doesn`t come off as being very
bright in a conversation. In combat, however, he`s practically a different
person... Two of them, to be specific. When rational and sane, he fights
like a mongoose - striking quick, precisely, strategically and quick to
retreat for short amounts of time. When pushed to the breaking point though,
he fights like a completely suicidal lunatic, throwing all self-preservation
aside and screaming his lungs out every step of the way. During this time,
Doran has a tendency to black out, and later remembers nothing at all of his
berserker tendencies. At present, Doran works underneath Zan-Li, and looks
up to her like a big sister. He knows Christoph, and has spoken with Alistair
at least once, but prefers to avoid both of them when possible.
Appearance: Short, scrawny, nerdy. That about sums up Doran`s appearance,
really. He usually only ever wears long-sleeved shirts, which is the result
of a childhood accident wherein one of his arms was horribly scarred and the
other lost entirely right up to the shoulder. Since then, his left arm has
been continually replaced with increasingly advanced cybernetic prosthetics,
oftentimes getting the best models months in advance of when they hit the
markets. The latest arm is also one of what will likely be many to come
outfitted for war, as it has a swing-out machine gun concealed in the 
forearm. Doran can usually be found in a standard red-and-gold ZBC uniform,
along with either his glasses or a set of oddly sporty looking goggles,
depending on whether or not he`s on or off duty. The left arm of his 
uniform(along with all of his clothes, really) is tailormade to allow 
his machine gun to swing out without interference. It resembles the sleeve of
a kimono shirt. Aside from that, Doran is decidedly unimpressive, with short
brown hair and brown eyes.

Name: Zan-Li Yinyu
Age: 28
Height: 5'2"
Weight: 115 pounds
Job: Lieutenant in the ZBC Military
Personality: Laid back and easy-going, though she has something of an
intellectual inferiority complex with her younger sister. Her sense of humor
is somewhat bland and even a bit tasteless. Currently involved in a
low-intensity relationship with Christoph Schubaltz, as both of them have put
the brakes on having too much involvement with each other due to the war going
in the background, among other things. She`s quite fond of Doran Oriel, and
while she can be a bit absent minded and even negligent about him, she
generally regards him as if he were her little brother.
Appearance: Asian woman, short and athletic, though she`s not really that
muscular aside from her legs. She`s petite all around outside of that, right
down to her bra size. Her hair is short and black with a slight reddish 
tint, and her eyes are colored orange. Her face is mostly average outside
of her lips. On duty, she usually wears the standard red-and-gold ZBC
uniform, altered only to accomodate a set of smooth metal bracers on her
forearms and metal greeves on her shins. The only other weapon she ever
carries is a standard issue handgun. Off-duty, she usually wears
hip-hugger jeans, a black t-shirt and a black leather jacket.

Name: Vincent Craise, a.k.a. Craise the Gauntlet
Age: 40
Height: 6'10"
Weight: 400+ pounds
Job: General in the ZBC Military, Mammoth Branch
Personality: An unholy terror with a presence utterly unmatched by any other
ZBC officer -- let alone officers in other militaries. Craise is the epitome
of a hard-nosed military commander. He`s as frightening and merciless to his
allies as he is to his enemies, yet seems to have enough of a gold streak in
him that the men and women serving under him would die anyway. As a former
mixed martial arts competitor, Craise is highly skilled in grappling and
striking techniques, and has no problem using them to enforce discipline if
need be.
Appearance: At just two inches short of seven feet tall, Craise is a walking
mountain of muscle and endurance. He`s caucasian with a deep tan and a
malicious gleam in his eyes that never quite goes away. His body and face are
riddled and marked with scars, almost all of them gained from his years as a
pit fighter. It`s a mark of his ability to hurt people that none are larger
than an inch in size. He wears a mostly standard ZBC uniform, differing in
that its color is tinted more like blood than ordinary red, with black trim
in place of the standard gold. He also wears a pair of signature short-finger
boxing glove with metal plating instead of padding, with a veritable hand
cannon instead of a standard issue sidearm. His hair, oddly enough, is just
long enough to touch his shoulderblades, wavy and brown. His eyes are actually
red, but no-one`s quite sure what the exact reason for that is.

Name: Otto Schubaltz
Age: 56
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 265 pounds
Job: General in the ZBC Military, Armadillo Branch, second in command to the
Supreme Commissioner and Leena Tauros
Personality: A direct descendent of Karl Schubaltz and proud beyond words of
it. Otto comes from a mix of old and new money, but has little care for the
trappings of outdated nobility, even if he puts on a show of embracing it. The
truth is that he`s a loyal career officer in the military, having served
through every one of the wars that Major Cooper endured. He`s also a loving
family man, though his hard-edged attitude rarely allows him to show it. He
has one son, Christoph, and constantly pressures him to succeed in the
military to the point that relations between them are strained routinely. He
doesn`t like Alistair at all.
Appearance: Otto boasts a thickly muscled build, though time is starting to
take a toll on his body. He has extremely light blonde hair, though it`s
become more and more white as the years go by. He has a squared jaw and, like
his son, bears the Schubaltz family crest on his left cheek. His uniform is,
more or less, the standard ZBC uniform, differing in that he occasionally
wears a Guylosian sword at his left side for ceremonial purposes. The weapon
belonged to Karl Schubaltz, and is a family heirloom of considerable value.

Name: Eugene Adrastos
Age: 26
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 210 pounds
Job: Lieutenant in the ZBC Military
Personality: ... This man is everything that`s wrong with the ZBC.
He has no regard for human life, a sometimes blatant disregard for the
rules and no real care for advancing his rank in the milirary. His sense of
humor is both sadistic and disturbing, while his reason for actually
becoming a member of the military is as thuggish and self-entitling as his
lack of regard for others: He wanted to be able to blatantly walk around in
public while fully armed. That said, he has a particular fascination with 
seeing this explode and burn...
Appearance: Built like a breakdancer with shaggy dark green hair that`s been
bleached at the tips - the result of a botched dye-job in the recent past -
sticking out in every direction at once. He has light sideburns, but no real
facial hair. His eyes are an utterly violent shade of green, and he has a
permanently smug look on his face. In spite of being caucasian, he`s tanned
to the brink of looking permanently sunburnt in several places. His clothes
consist of a baggy, wrinkled white three-sizes-WAY-too-big t-shirt that`s
cut off at the waist, along with tanned, wrinkled slacks and boot-sandals.
Additionally, he has a katana sheathed at his back, a combat knife on either
thigh and a pair of standard military handguns holstered at his hips. Never
wears a uniform. Ever.