Trevor Chilcott(D12)

Trevor looks like a more well fed version of the poorest of the seam. Spending a few months in the detention center, trevor returns to the district looking better than ever. The months at the center have given him a new muscle definition and he has also grown quite a bit. At 6'3" he is one of the biggest guys in the seam and wants to use his looks to his advantage.

If his father were still around they would look the same except for burn scars on his face, inflicted by the peace keepers at the detention center. They look as though the left side of his face had boiling water thrown on it. He wears brown pants, a green ragged shirt, and a black leather mining jacket. He also carries his mother's locket that has a picture of his father and himself when he was just a child. He will never be caught without the locket as it is the only thing he could keep his mother from selling after his father had died.

Trevor is an irresponsible person. he only cares about himself and his close group of people he deems trustworthly. Nobody trusts him since he got caught stealing several months ago. the months of being in the detention center have made him cold and he no longer likes anyone at the Hob because they all turned their backs when he needed them most.

When he wants to do something it gets done. Whenever he has to get food he will only take from the wealthy shop owners. If someone in the seam needs help with food or has a big debt, Trevor will feed them or help pay it back however possible. He has taking up the habit of hating those he once trusted because anyone of them could have framed him.

He pays more attention in school once again since there is nothing else he can do. He has adopted his former dream of being something more then a miner and has set out to learn everything he can about technology. He believes anything he sets his mind to he can achieve. He is sly in his ways though. If he cannot convince a teacher to help him, he will blackmail them with whatever he can. He will dismantle things and repair them just to see how they tick and can now figure out some of the more simplistic alarms that dot District 12.

Trevor's past is a mush of misfortune and disappointment. He was born to a hard working coal miner and a normal woman. His mother had no real job, but managed to sell trinkets that his father whittled from branches and bark. Trevor pitched in by getting as much food as he could from the market stalls. This wasn't much and his family occasionally had to eat rotten mush or just eat nothing at all. Once school began, he poured his heart into his studies hoping to one day be more than just another miner in the mine. Boy did he work hard. He was a star student. But then one day there was sad news from the mine.

His father had been working so hard that his heart gave out. Trevor was devastated. His mother even more so. With no income she began to sell herself just to be able to bring stale bread home. Trevor started caring less about grades. About everything really. Sometimes his mother would be out for days without coming back. Trevor did the best he could to get by. Thieve.

He had stolen things from stalls all his life but started to move on to bigger places. He would go to those in the district who had much more than he and take some small things that would not be missed. Then he moved onto the bigger stores. And then to the few wealthy homes the district had to offer. Noone at the Hob seemed to care what he brought in to sell. One day, however, someone tipped off a Peace Keeper to an item the Trevor was sure he did not steal. It was placed on his table and was supposedly the mayor's. Trevor was taken away to the detention center for a few months after they had realized how much he had actually taken. He is just now returning to the seam to unwelcoming faces. Even his old friends at the Hob had turned their backs on him. He needed to find a new crowd, who didn't know his past experiences, to begin anew. He had heard a rumor about a representative from the Den of Thieves was coming to recruit. This was his chance.

Den of Thieves District 12 trustee