Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a blue shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 93. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Body Guard work with an outfit from a few towns over. Body Guard work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Military. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with yellow slacks. She has shaved her head bald. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: Bolhild was born the youngest of three triplets. Her mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Barkeep.

Motivation: To unite with her brother; and she is content

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Family, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born into a rich family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Flaws: Disease, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has wavy black hair. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears a robe, a symbol of death around her neck, and a bow on her belt. Her fur is red and curly. Her hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Occupation: Server

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: Just what you see.