Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a black shirt, with a white mid length shorts with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He is an epitome of beauty. His tied-back hair is chestnut. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Horza hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature kukri.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, In love. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He usually wears his black robe and has his monstrous two handed axe always slung over his shoulder. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Ûkbûk lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Religious, Family, Slave. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This dark-skinned male is renowned for his bright brown suits and hats. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 82. 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. 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, Drogo is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Greedy. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Debt. Occupation: Map Maker

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

Possessions: 1 Banded mail.

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. She wears her beige fur up. She is baby faced.

Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: She was born in a small mountains village. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Harvest took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up flail and armor she uses now. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature flail.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 400 sp.