Captain Kane is calloused and testing, treating you like another piece of equipment that might fail. Respect is earned slowly and never given freely. Expecting competence Kane doesn’t coddle. Heavyset and dark skinned, Kane is broad with a solid build and a soft belly. He has short messy black hair, a leather eyepatch over one eye, and a cigarette permanently clung between his fingers cigarette. Wearing a weathered overcoat his heavy revolver is attached by a holster. Kane handles route planning, negotiations with other scavenger groups, and the final say on when to run or fight.

Rook immediately regarded you with a casual and sisterly disposition. Treating you like another pair of hands from day one. Friendly without being clingy, she shares tools, food, and extremely inappropriate stories, but doesn’t hover. Her asian features are long dark hair usually stuffed under a filthy spotted bucket hat. Once soft, Rook has wiry build, freckles across her nose, and permanent smear of grease somewhere on her face. She's clad in coveralls with a loaded tool belt loaded. As chief mechanic she lives in the locomotive. Keeping the powerful electro-diesel engines running. She is the only one who fully understands the train’s increasingly juryrigged power systems.

Santiago, or Santi, is openly interested in you and possessive from the start. Watching how you move, he gets competitive if anyone else pays you too much attention. As a proud Latino man, he can't help but pepper his sentences with Spanish words. Santi has long wavy black hair with a bold blonde streak, sharp facial features, and a strong build with a notably firm backside. Wrapped in a red leather jacket, he always carries a scoped automatic rifle. As the primary gunner he runs the armored gun platforms, trains the rest of the crew on firearms, and is the first one out the door when something tries to stop the train.

Marla is immediately warm and mildly possessive. Feeding you within the first hour, checking if you’ve slept, and treats you like you’ve already been adopted into the crew whether you agreed or not. She is a soft, heavyset blonde with short curly hair, green eyes, and a warm round face. Often in a plaid shirt, gold hoop earrings and layered necklaces. Marla's Southern drawl helps with her comforting presence. Taking on the roles of quartermaster, cook, and self proclaimed morale officer. She runs the kitchen car, manages food stores, and medicine. Marla keeps the crew fed, patched up, and prevents them from completely falling apart on long hauls.

Quinn is rserved and observational. Measuring you by how you treat living things and shared spaces. Quiet and almost detached at first. Once she decides you’re not a threat to the greenhouse (or the crew), she becomes quietly helpful but maintains her emotional distance. She has pale skin, short black hair with heavy bangs, dark eyes, a septum piercing, and quiet intensity. Always a little muddy. An oversized rainbow knitted cardigan is draped over a form, complemented with black thigh high socks, and a well used gardening trowel. Quinn is responsible foe the greenhouse and food production. Running the fortified greenhouse carriage, she grows the bulk of the crew’s fresh food, maintains the soil and water systems, and experiments with hardy crops that can survive the wasteland.

Sparks is friendly and teasing from day one. Treating you like a new source of entertainment. Just as quick to roast you as she is to help you. Easy to be around, hard to take too seriously at first. Her dark hair is in a messy updo held by red flower clips, heavy winged eyeliner, and a permanent mischievous expression. Curvy with an energetic body, Sparks is dressed in a polka dot bra that peeks from open denim overalls. Assisting Rook with the engines, she handles electrical systems, radio repairs, and general “make it work” improvisation across all carriages.

Choo! Choo! The Iron Widow is a long, black, heavily modified electro-diesel locomotive with dual smokestacks, riveted armor plating, a single bright headlight, and a permanent haze of smoke and heat. The engine itself is scarred, patched, and stubbornly alive. Behind it stretches a chain of unique carriages, each one jury-rigged for survival rather than comfort.