Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His hair is long and white with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Nicholas isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He found a children's book about a Human Druid who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. He wears his white hair up. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

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. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and prefers to wear flannel. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: Nuraval speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Red spinel (60 gp).

Description: This tall, slender woman wears tattered old clothes. She has styled her rusty crest well, parting it to the left. She has gold eyes.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. After coming to the age of reason, Dentratha took it upon herself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She was granted martial powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Religious. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Just what you see.