Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a tan broad hat and tan clothes. His blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Hubert was born the youngest of three triplets. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 300 gp. Azurite (11 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1100 gp). 4 Antitoxin.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His hair is short and brown. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. 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: Born in the south to a Carter, Alex learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Carter for the past few years.

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

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: 5'9" and muscular, this northern woman is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, grey shirt, and blue tie. She keeps her red hair in a flapper bob. Her green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. While she appears to be a normal Human, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Cynical, Insane. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 700 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (800 gp). 1 Full Plate. 1 Full Plate. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a blue vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her blue boots flare out at the collars. Her moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. To her fellows she 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: The child of southern immigrants she idolized her father. At some point she was captured by dire rats and was tortured. After several years of this she finally managed to escape. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and someone believes her a fraud

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Slave. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 30000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.