Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 3'3". He wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and his gloved hand is found clutching a hand crossbow. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. He wears an eyepatch.

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: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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 currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Military. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: This man wears a tan tunic with blue highlights, and long yellow pants that bunch up around his shoes, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His white hair is knotted and matted. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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, Eiravel is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to be a apothecary again

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Guardian, Job. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her grey robe. Her red hair is still thick. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. The war was a terrible time for her, and Nija does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Sailor arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Sailor for hire.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and she loathes her own lifestyle

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military, Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. She wears her golden hair up. Her eyes are likewise violet. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and regain custody of her son

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Religious, Family. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is lean but muscular and prefers to wear flannel. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Ulfgar wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Aristocrat, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Ulfgar was born with his father's beautiful face. Ulfgar abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 100 gp.