Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears suspenders and green workpants. His shirt is violet, and he wears a heavy green leather apron most of the time. He keeps his bronze crest in a flapper bob. His red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. The war was a terrible time for him, and Nadarr does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 2 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: Standing 6'7", this man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light pastel in addition to tight pants. His fur is black and very short. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Red garnet (60 gp). Blue quartz (8 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). Peridot (20 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Black pearl (1600 gp). Rose (20 gp). Deep green spinel (60 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Zircon (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a monstrous two handed axe, but if one is not available she will default to her scythe, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'2" when asserting herself. Her hair is long and golden with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small tan clips. She is baby faced.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. The occasional robbery is her preferred attention getting crime, but she mainly uses her means for meeting her own perverse desires.

History: Hatae was born in the east. At a young age she loved to build and create. While she appears to be a normal Elf, 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 found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, she put together a working one.

Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. 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, Bathin is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 30 gp. Golden pearl (150 gp). 1 Small steel mirror.