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 usually wears his white robe and has his morningstar always slung over his shoulder. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Nil was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1700 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 91. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he is greedy

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. His brass crest is knotted and matted. His skin is flawless and his red eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Nature, Family. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a flail, but if one is not available he will default to his longbow. His hair is cut close to his head. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. 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 south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. Roland was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Healer. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: He stands about 6'5" and wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a monstrous two handed axe, but if one is not available he will default to his whip. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His golden hair is heavily combed to the left. His skin is flawless and his brown eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. 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: Ûkbûk was born with his father's beautiful face. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 17000 cp.