Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears skinny pants and wears a white and brown robe with the hood down. His tied-back hair is chestnut. 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 cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Shipwright but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Opinionated, Pacifist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a fancy tan suit. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Arumawann is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Military. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 600 gp. Sard (50 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears dark leathers with embroidery. His crest is red and curly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gold eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Scribe born in the past three hundred years. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Kiirith lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He worked as a nervous Scribe and found it very stressful. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Family, In love. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: He is typically in his Gardener uniform, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'5" when asserting himself. He has golden hair. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He struck the Gardener job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Religious, In love. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a pastel tunic with brown highlights, and long red pants that bunch up around his shoes. His fur is cinnamon and curly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 360 gp. Citrine (50 gp). Sard (50 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp).