Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'8" when asserting himself. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Anselm took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up kukri and armor he uses now. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Dwarven compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to dwarven people

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He wears skinny pants and wears a blue and tan robe with the hood down. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Raer lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Bonds: Poor, Nature, Criminal record, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 150 pp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a bastard sword on his belt. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He worked as a nervous Servant and found it very stressful. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and balancing his hectic life and new servant responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has gray eyes and a tan hat with a blue feather.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Theriatis was born the youngest of three triplets. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Star rose quartz (80 gp). Banded agate (11 gp). Eye agate (11 gp).