Description: He wears grey trousers with brown and black striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He carries a battered shield and tarnished spear as well. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. He has violet eyes.

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 disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in a small desert village. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He is wearing a tight pastel one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his falchion, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Gifted from a young age, Moon studied abroad. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. During his travels, Moon and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Moon discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Moon fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 2 Smokesticks.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her white robe. Her brown hair is greasy and uncared for. Her silver eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She uses divination through singing.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. After coming to the age of reason, Damaia took it upon herself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She has been saving her money to try and buy her sister's freedom.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent father.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 230 gp.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his hammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He keeps his orange fur in a flapper bob. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: He got into the Carter business at a young age. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He became a Carter soon after.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Religious. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This late middle aged woman tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look and is in decent physical shape. Her white fur, when down, is lengthy. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Drifting lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Ploughman. She has achieved small success as a Ploughman.

Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and regain custody of her son

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 40 gp. Chrysoprase (70 gp).