Description: This dark-skinned male prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. This green eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Gerald hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born into a rich family. His psionic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Shipwright.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Azurite (10 gp).

Description: She wears a simple blue robe with red stripes complete with hood, and she perpetually has her rapier ready. She has done her best to style her brown hair to look like a famous performer. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Shava took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up rapier and armor she uses now. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Shava fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light tan in addition to tight pants. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly daggers and bows. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Bowyer. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it, and she perpetually has her morningstar ready. Her white fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her eyes are amber and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. The war was a terrible time for her, and Lone does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 16000 sp. Chrysoberyl (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.