Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Zephan is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He wears baggy green pantaloons and a red scarf. He carries with him a set of morningstars on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He has styled his bronze crest well, parting it to the left. His red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Dwarven culture. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He got into the Fortune-teller business at a young age. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Fortune-teller. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Racist, Lazy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: This fat western woman has a bulbous nose and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her sai with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. Her auburn hair is heavily combed to the left. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the west; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Philantrophist, Opinionated, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 60 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).

Description: This woman wears an entirely green suit with grey socks and a vest with buckled shoes. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. This black eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She lacks restraint and is impulsive. She jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Decarabia took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up morningstar and armor she uses now. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Soapmaker and was forced into it by her family; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Family, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 5000 cp.