We got a thief from Puerto Rico. He’s a little shit and I don’t like him much. There’s a blind Asian kid who is fast as fuck. Like you should see this kid reload, Ezio. Blink and you miss it. There is this creepy albino looking guy who doesn’t speak, like, at all. But he can literally turn himself invisible and he throws knives. He’s the only one of us who doesn’t use a gun of some kind. We got a sharpshooter. I guess she’s the “token girl” of the group, but get this: she takes down hidden barriers with blood. It’s metal as shit and she ain’t bad looking, either, but the theifs got the hots for her and he can kiss my ass. Uh, let’s see, who else? Oh, there’s Garcian, this big black dude who acts as our liaison and sets up our missions. And finally there’s Harmon. I don’t got much use for him either, the old dried up fart that he is. But he’s our leader and I guess is responsible for bringing us together and…assimilating us into the syndicate. I don’t know it’s weird.