Description: A moderately attractive man, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He keeps his white fur in a flapper bob. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Flask was born with his mother's beautiful face. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. 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: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Military. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Smokesticks.

Description: He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He carries a battered monstrous two handed axe and tarnished ceremonial dagger as well. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive, Shy. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. His bronze crest is thinning but still full. His red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Quarethon was born the youngest of three triplets. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Ploughman and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with his absent mother

Flaws: Addict, Secretive. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Mundane. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 40 gp. Chrysoberyl (150 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.