Marlowe Stone
Age: Late Twenties

Appearance: Winding his way from a jungle tribe somewhere in Southern Hexworth, Marlowe has inherited the unique appearance of his people. He is tall, muscular, black man. Dreadlocks threaded with ceramic beads hang about his shoulders freely, framing a face that is kind, insightful and introverted. His dark eyes seem to run deep down into the depths of a soul of both pain and benevolence. When his smile flashes across his face, it starts with brilliant gleam in the eyes and spreads to a face transformed by genuine joy. He is broad-shouldered and lean, scars and marks are mapped out over his muscular body.

Marlowe’s enormous hands, when clenched, seem like the ends of maces, knuckles spike out and speak of their many acquaintances with men's faces. But, when spread out, these fists became hands delicate and nimble with slender fingers. From afar Marlowe may appear as any other warrior who has tossed his brawn into battle and emerged with the physique and the marks to show it, but on closer inspection there is an intelligence and gentleness.

Distinguishing Marks: At the base of his neck there is a tattoo of a white skull with darts flashing out of it like the rays of the sun. Aside from this, he marks are only the natural scars of battle and life in the wilderness, some whisper secrets more intriguing but few other than Baudoin know their stories.

Attire: Marlow wears simple garb. Brown cotton slacks, cut off below the knee and rolled neatly up, a flaxen shirt is secured by a simple belt, and his shirt sleeves are rolled up past his elbows, usually so he can engage in the average dirty work of deck swab - despite being the ship's doctor when no one is facing ailment he heads out and helps wherever a hand is needed. His feet are often found in sandals with leather straps tightly secured around from the heel to the toe. In cold weather he can be seen with the same slacks that haven't been cut into shorts, tucked into tall leather boots and a formidable jacket made from some heavy fur of a wild cat Marlow cut down himself.

Around his forearms at all times are hard leather bracers that wrap up around his hand, allowing his fingers to poke out freely. They seem inconsequential, if odd, until witnessed in use. When Marlow presses the inside of his wrists together blades spring out from the bracers at the back of his hand, offering him punching daggers to fight with. For those who have seen them in use it is a brutal, dazzling spectacle. With devastating speed and force the steel flashes to all places at once parrying, jabbing, slashing and feinting, originally a simple bare-knuckle boxer; the addition of the daggers turned his already intimidating skill into a terrifying weapon.

Possessions: Marlowe's a simple man, he has some small books, a journal, his clothes and the daggers, aside from these possessions to his name he also has amassed a decent collection of medical supplies and utensils for the Moon over the time that he's sailed with them and now is very capable of dealing with most illnesses and injuries of any level of seriousness.

Baudoin Stone
Age: Late Twenties

Appearance: The two brothers look nearly identical. In fact, most of the crew assumes that the two brothers are twins, though neither have confirmed nor denied it. Baudoin, on the other hand, is completely blind. His dark irises and pupils are covered with a white, nearly opaque film. His hearing is excellent, and naturally trains his gaze towards any sounds that catches his attention. Baudoin keeps his head shaved bald, and does so with the assistance of a rather wicked looking curved knife.

Rather than having scaring from numerous fights, Baudoin has ritualistic tattoos covering his body. These designs crawl up his forearms, crisscross his large head, wrap around his neck, and extend down his body. For anyone bold enough to have asked, Baudoin claims there is meaning and power behind each one.

Baudoin’s voice is deep, and he speaks with deliberate slowness, almost as if he tastes every word that he speaks. He isn’t unkind, but his appearance does nothing to ease anyone’s countenance. The fact that the man hardly blinks may also heighten this feeling.

Attire: Baudoin dresses simply like his brother. The major difference is the large pouch of trinkets he carries, and a rather sinister looking necklace made out of bones from whose origin one can only guess.

Other: Marlowe’s brother has set up some small type of shrine in the corner of sickbay. A large trunk sits under the table, and most times it is obscured by a large black cloth hanging from the ceiling. Baudoin performs strange rituals here at odd times during the night (and occasionally during the day). The crew loathes the idea of walking in on one of these ceremonies, but most aren’t afraid enough to stop them from seeing Marlowe when they have need of being healed. Baudoin does menial tasks around the ship, and he walks with confidence of a man who can actually see her walls.

Bio of Both: What the crew knows of Marlowe and Baudoin, for they come hand in hand, is very little. It is known that the two men emerged from some tribe of unfamiliar accents and foreign rituals, buried somewhere in a small tropical domain in Hexworth. Marlowe clearly has a fine blend of tribal remedies and medical techniques that he's sorted out himself to most effectively treat people. In fact, often times people are left astounded at how rapidly he is capable of curing his patients. It is obvious he went to school somewhere, though he's never been clear even of that.

What is known is that one day Marlowe and Baudoin came to Jericho while the Moon was harbored in Freeport. They were hooded and anxious to escape the city out onto the high seas. Marlowe offered his skill as a medic, and Baudoin promised to work hard and stay out of the way. Whether this was enough for Jericho, or if he recognized a familiar desperation in the men’s eyes, only the Captain can tell.

Played by: Celeste