Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a grey collared shirt and blue pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He wears his silver hair up. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Eberk was born with his mother's beautiful face. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He's also a talented Fisher, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Religious, Attractive. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. His childhood dream was to be a Performer, but he was a colossal failure. He became a Baker soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Chem took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he is content

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a mace, but if one is not available he will default to his crossbow. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Foxilon was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 190 gp.