Description: He likes to wear brown tank tops with grey pants. He carries a battered sickle and tarnished trident as well. His white fur is greasy and uncared for. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He uses divination through singing.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. After coming to the age of reason, Silent took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 2000 cp. 4 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Sailor born in the past three hundred years. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Sailor. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and expand his business

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. Her rusty crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She disdains her fellow easterners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Blendaeth has worked very hard to control her curse. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: This tall, slender woman wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. Her golden hair is thinning but still full. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: She has schizophrenia that causes her to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Marshal. She has taken up work as a Marshal and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Just what you see.