Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep pastel leather and dull grey iron scale mail. His hair is long and silver with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small pastel clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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 moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This northern man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears his chestnut hair up. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

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 thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Balimaar 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 necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears skinny pants and wears a grey and white robe with the hood down. His white hair is cut short. He has blue eyes and a grey hat with a white feather.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Jocelyn abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.