Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Thakrak took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. 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: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. His first spouse was a Body Guard, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. 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 is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Rich, Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. He has auburn hair. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. 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: He was born in the west. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Fortune-teller. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and balancing his hectic life and new fortune-teller responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 3000 sp. A necklace of small pink pearls (5000 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (7000 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (100 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (60 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1500 gp).

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His brown hair is still thick. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. A true patriot, Uraim would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Uraim 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. Uraim decided he wanted neither the life of his mother 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. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Criminal record, Guardian. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 500 gp.