Logan C.

Measuring only five foot one, Logan’s presence is such that people often come away with the impression that he is the tallest member of our little band of thugs. Logan embraces the good, fights the bad, and tolerates the neutral. He keeps a locked box in his pocket, about the size of a deck of cards or a pack of cigarettes, and gets gently violent when anybody asks about its contents. If you prick him, he bleeds, if you tickle him, he laughs, if you poison him, he dies, and if you wrong him, shall he not revenge?