Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly sais and scimitars. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. He is baby faced.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He comes from a rich western family. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Criminal record, Attractive, Job, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Healer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 150 gp. Malachite (12 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a green shirt with thin white vertical stripes and grey pants. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the left. His white eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature club.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a green small hat and green clothes. His blue crest is matted, messy, and big. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Donaar took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Nature, Family. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 6000 cp.