Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He is dressed in earthy colors with a tan and black handkerchief worn on his left side. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has shaved his head bald. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. While he appears to be a normal Gnome, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greataxe.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane, Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: He sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Reirak took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: She wears a worn and beaten armor. She is physically well-built. Her long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. She wears an eyepatch.

Personality: She is mildly Human supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She receives visions of the future at random moments

History: When she was but 3 years old her parents immigrated from the west. A serious injury left her father unemployed and in need of constant care. Her family became saddled with debt trying to care for her infirm father. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and she made a deal with a demon which lead to her current lot in life, and she's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Debt. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1 Breastplate.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'6". He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, and his gloved hand is found clutching a rapier. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length black fur. This amber eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is a great chef.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Military, Rich. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 2000 cp.