Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He is dressed in a clean violet cloak covering his clean studded leather. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His blonde hair and beard is wavy and long. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

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 is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. Suhnae was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Suhnae decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Slave, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: 5'4" and muscular, this eastern man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. His blonde hair is lengthy. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Randal lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and revenge

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His gray fur is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Mortician born in the past three hundred years. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He became a Mortician soon after.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: He is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. His silver hair is braided into rings. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He uses divination through singing.

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. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is content; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. Her brass crest, when down, is lengthy. She has gold eyes and a green hat with a grey feather.

Personality: Saphara is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Saphara was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Barbarian, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Barbarian in service of a powerful lord somewhere. While she appears to be a normal Dragonborn, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sword.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 5000 cp. Carnelian (50 gp).