Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is dressed in an above average manner. His red crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His red eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Slave Trader business.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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: Wants to work out more often; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Persistence, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Masseuse

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

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When Vanuath reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. 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: He is greedy.

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Mentor, Military. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She likes to wear grey tank tops with violet skirt. Her chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and to reunite with her absent mother

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Religious. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: Just what you see.