Investigation! Nathan Jones

Investigation one:

Name: Nathan Jones

Age 29

From: Lindenmill, Harmonia

War Position: Infantry

Bio: Nathan's a tough one to crack. He's been in the Orbel Prison mining camp since he was 11, more than half his life. It's why he knows the guards so well and was made foreman. Still, before that is a mystery. Just why was he in there, anyway?

Investigation two:

I'm still working on Nathan. I've talked to some of the guards though, and found out he has history there. Since he was imprisoned so young, they took pity on him, and raised him as a sort of mascot of the mines. He was even taught swordmenship by his captors! One guard said they owed it to him, or something. I've never heard of a prison camp training it's prisoners, but there's a first for everything, I guess.

Investigation three:

Gah, this case is killing me. I'm still without a clue to his background before he entered the mines. I did find this out though; apparently, he went from being the prison's mascot to an actual prisoner when he was 19, when he helped a woman escape the mines. Nathan didn't even try to escape, and reported the crime himself! The commander at the time couldn't overlook that, and revoked Nathan's privileges and had him sent to the mine proper. Still, being so well known by the guards, he quickly became foreman as you know. The woman's name? I think it was June.

Investigation four:

Pay dirt at last! Ok, listen to this: Apparently, Nathan is from a well to do first class family, see? His mother died in child birth, and his father died a hero's death fighting in Harmonia's army when Nathan was 11. The Harmonian army sent a representative to take the boy into their custody. They were planning to give him a free ride to Soledt Academy and treat him like the son of a war hero like he was. Nathan was even allowed to dine with the Order of God, the five head bishops who rule Harmonia. And get this? In the presence of everybody, from generals to reporters, Nathan spit on the Head Bishop's shoes, calling them murdered and thieves for stealing his father away from him. To make matters worse, he attacked one of them with a kitchen knife. That didn't fly well, as you could imagine. They couldn't kill the boy in front of the reporters, so they quietly made him disappear in the Mines. What a raw deal.

Bio: Sciath and Sun Crystal

Sciath comes from the village of Alma Kinian in the grasslands. In this heavily spiritual community that works with nature, Sciath was a black sheep for her fascination with the strange and unusual, wanting to know more of the outside world instead of her own village. In short, she was bored of the simple village life, and was looking for a change. That change came around the time of the Second Fire Bringer war (suikoden 3) when a traveling Trickster by the name of Belle came to Alma Kinean with her robot pal, Gadget Z.

Sciath was instantly fascinated by the "mechanical monster" and asked a ton of questions of Belle and Gadget, wanting to know all about it. The trio talked for hours, with Sciath eager for knowledge and Belle was happy to be seen as a "teacher" and not just the student everyone thought of her as. during their talk, Belle said something that suck with Sciath: "If you're so bored here, why don't you leave?"

So, that's exactly what Sciath did. She went off with Belle to learn more about tricksters and their way of life, roaming from place to place and learning all about their wonderful machines. The two tried to build Sciath her own machine, but it never game out just right. Eventually, they ran into Belle's mother, Meg. Always happy to tutor a new trickster, Meg sat down with the girls and the three of them built Sun Crystal, Sciath's own automaton pal. Belle and Meg decided to rest from their journeys a while, and have some family bonding time. Sciath, too eager to wait to start her own journey, said goodbye to her tutors, and began to wonder on her own. A true trickster at heart, she has no real destination or goal in mind, other than to see the world and learn all she can of it.