An ignorant, sheltered rich kid. Full of entitlement, pride, and self belief, with little to support his ideas about himself. He is however, too stupid to realise this. For this shortfall, he may actually succeed through blissful ignorance.

After beating a hasty retreat, he was allowed to keep his life at the cost of his eyes. For now, a barely functioning augmetic allows him to see as well as he ever did... which was always barely beyond the end of his nose.

Loyal to the guild, and to Junior's father, Augustus Blink, he takes pity on the boy. He had imagined that he would cruise into retirement on light duties under the weak leadership of the boy. However, the recent turn of events has seen those plans shattered. Now he needs the boy and his entourage as much as they need him. At least he gets to make things explode again, although the booms remind him of his legs.

A pyrotechnic enthusiast, he learned to use his cane to launch explosives as well as a grenade launcher (also this was just a cool modelling idea that I really wanted to do! - Tom). Perhaps it will come in useful now.

As the only truly connected member of the newly forged warband, he is deeply worried about the rumours floating up from the hive below... It does sound rather like the gossip about the commissioner's daughter. Oh dear. Retirement will have to wait. It's good to have the uniform on again at least! And it still fits!

Yurgh likes food. The runts make nice food. Yurgh was promised the runts food as long as he looked after junya, so's he's doing that. Yea, Yurgh like the mushrooms they do with the little spicy bits. Yum. 

Ameila think's junior is quite sweet really. Harmless. Definitely someone she can manipulate. All the politicking and trading is fine, but someone is making some money here, and it seems to be the dunce. Yes, she can work with this.

Cockles just loves foraging. He and his pals were all in the regiment together, and followed Junior when his mandatory service was completed. Life was easy and food was plentfiul. Oh well, there's always a good meal to be had if you can find the right stuff. 

A beastman pressed into service by Gerry, although he'd never admit it. He resents his station in life, but can't really secure a better one. Still, Gerry always managed to find a use for his skills. He can't imagine why selling stationary and such needs to be such a bloody business, but he's not complaining. If it all goes wrong he can always go out in a bloody rage. Sometimes his dreams are of charnal houses, but he can't explain why... Maybe one day...

Probably Junior's only real friend. They saw some things together, suppressing civil unrest in the factories during their mandatory service together. He was glad to land a decent job after all that unpleasantness. Who knows what they're getting into now though

A happy enough chap. He's really just along for the ride. There's recaff and sausages to be had anywhere, which is all he really needs. Juniors OK, and Rumbledetumps and Cockles are like brothers to him. He does miss his bunk already though.