Description: He wears a green shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and he perpetually has his crossbow ready. He has dyed his greying silver crest a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Tarhun lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was taken from his home at a very young age. 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: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Family, Slave. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His silver hair is cut short. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He is typically in his Mayor uniform. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His white eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 9 years.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Slave, Poor. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants. She has brown hair. Her hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She is stubborn though. She always likes to keep a trick up her sleeve. She likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if she feels she even has a chance of losing.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. 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 got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 600 sp.