Moses Bridge
The so-called "leather-clad biker" from my earlier field reports. I had surmised several weeks ago that this man was the leader of the krewe, and since that time my suspicions were confirmed. Mr. Bridge is a gruff, no nonsense individual; the strong but silent type who rarely smiles and keeps to himself. He lives in a small apartment in downtown Cincinnati and works in a fairly upscale repair shop that specializes in building, fixing, and restoring expensive custom motorcycles (think American Choppers on the Discovery Channel). He also spends a lot of his time drinking at a local Hell's Angels-style motorcycle club; I'm assuming he's a member, but not entirely certain.
At night, Bridge goes ghost hunting; often by himself. He appears to have little else in the way of a life. No children, no wife or girlfriend, and no friends outside of his fellow krewe members (and even then, I'm not sure he regards the other Sin-Eaters as friends). His dedication to the Sin-Eater life looks to be all-consuming, perhaps obsessive. If his dreams are any indication, all he thinks about are ghosts. However, this isn't entirely out of place; all the Sin-Eaters spend an inordinate amount of time dreaming about death and spirits.
It's still difficult to judge Bridge's style of leadership; our observation of the Sin-Eater interactions with each other have been limited. He's definitely at the top of the pecking order, that's for sure. Though he's not terribly talkative, the krewe is always careful to listen when he does speak up. His orders sound more like suggestions, though I've yet to see anyone disregard one of his "suggestions." He keeps a tight reign on his emotions and has one of the most unexpressive faces I've ever seen. At best, I've caught him giving his fellow Sin-Eaters some truly withering glares on a few occasions when they did something to earn his ire or annoyance. I'm not ashamed to admit that the man is intimidating. Even if I didn't know what he was, I'd find Mr. Bridge to be unnerving. There is a certain stone cold detachment about him; the byproduct of a life spent dealing with the dead, maybe. In battle, he seems like the type of man that give no quarter and asks for none; in other words, a born soldier.
we heard some of the krewe members refer to him as "Torn" and "Reaper." I've yet to see him
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