The Oldest member of the Legion walks, or drags his sorry self into the Bar. Albert Knowles is a gaunt, tall, and intimidating kind of person, who walks with a slight limpy swagger. The bar is his favorite haunt, and the bottle his consistent love. He doesn't really care for the other members of the Legion, as they are so different from him, the gap is too great.
He picks the corner seat, asks for the usual rum, and begins drinking, stretching out his long legs.