Description: This tall, slender man wears just a black suit. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. 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, Shaká is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the west to a Baker, Shaká learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. A freak accident while working with his Sellsword mother left him crippled. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Baker responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: This man is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized emerald on his left hand. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Tiefling culture. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Flaws: Disease, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she tends to wear a large green jacket. Her broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Havilar will drive conversation. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Havilar liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He very much looks the part of a Healer. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Healer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Pacifist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Just what you see.