Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a tan collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born in the north. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, she likes to wear brown tank tops with black skirt. Her blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She is a woman who does what she needs to. She will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. While studying, she fell in love. They married and had a daughter. Being a Spice Merchant kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, In love. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: Standing 5'5", this man wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his dagger. He has wavy red fur. His yellow eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His parents were killed by goblins in a raid when he was still a young child. The goblins captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He wants revenge against goblins.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His blonde hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 68. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. 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 in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Lucan has worked very hard to control his curse. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Guardian. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 400 sp.