Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He has done his best to style his beige fur to look like a famous performer. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Jet (80 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His long bronze crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His skin is flawless and his gold eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. 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 raised in a white middle class family as the only child. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A 6'3" northern woman, she prefers to wear green clothing when she does not wear armor. She has bronze crest. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Sora lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and to reunite with her absent father

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Family, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 390 gp.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes, and he perpetually has his glaive ready. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 42. 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 does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Darrak fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 120 gp.