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 is wearing a tight red one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Radomir was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting goblins, the young Radomir began to lead the lost caravan. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He wants revenge against goblins; and a deep hatred of goblins

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This northern man is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

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 is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 2000 cp.

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 wears a brown feathered hat and brown clothes. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Aldous was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Adept, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Adept in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Cook hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature mace.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Attractive. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 4000 gp. Aquamarine (800 gp). Freshwater pearl (11 gp). Jet (100 gp). Moonstone (30 gp). Onyx (30 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp).

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He wears his auburn hair up. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dwarven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dwarven doctor. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tûkâ fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 300 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (80 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).

Description: This tall, slender woman wears dull pastel sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed kukri, just in case. She wears her yellow fur up. Her fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. Like her mother and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Barkeep. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 5000 gp. Citrine (20 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Hematite (9 gp). Blue quartz (9 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Onyx (20 gp). Carnelian (20 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). Fire opal (1500 gp). Blue sapphire (1500 gp). Black star sapphire (1500 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp). Red garnet (90 gp). Malachite (9 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: An older woman who likes to wear ponchos typically of a light violet in addition to tight pants, she is not a threatening figure. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her skin is flawless and her blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.

History: Born in the west to a Painter, Anne learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. She helped her father out around the business and became quite the natural. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and to be a bather again

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 2700 sp.