Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his small blue hat.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 11000 cp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears tattered old clothes. Her silver crest is matted, messy, and big. Her ears are large.

Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing writing.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She was taken from her home at a very young age. She has never given up on her writing dream.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. His silver hair is lengthy. 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 is fixated on the number 88. 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 cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was born into a rich family. Morgran was born on a far eastern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Layabout. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'3" and very much looks the part of a Tailor. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born in a small island village. While he appears to be a normal Elf, 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 now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 2000 cp.