Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He usually wears his violet robe and has his greatsword always slung over his shoulder. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Hubert will drive conversation. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave, Military, Nature. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a simple blue robe with grey stripes complete with hood, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His red hair is heavily combed to the right. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 130 gp. Obsidian (12 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears dark leathers with embroidery. Her long brown hair reaches down to her waist. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is dark but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a red suit, black shirt, and brown tie. His red hair is singed and shortened. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Tomi took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Magnifying glass.