Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He is bald on top and has large blonde tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Uraim hails from a village terrorized by brigands. Through the years after Uraim was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Uraim's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Selfish. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 100 sp. 6 Acid flasks.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears silk and lounges about seductively. His bronze crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gold eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed green hat.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 island due to the painful memories there. Rivaan took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Impulsive, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 800 sp. Onyx (40 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a simple black robe with grey stripes complete with hood. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 300 sp.