Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Roland was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Shipwright hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Optimist, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 100 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp).

Description: She prefers to wear tan clothing when she does not wear armor. She carries with her a set of warhammers, each one with a emerald on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. She has a very tight haircut. Her violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

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. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.

History: She was born at the edge of vast island. She was a friend to animals and a trickster. In her defense of animals however she would do severe harm to people. She has never given up on her poetry dream.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Cynical, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Slave. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, she has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her white robe. Her brown hair is well kept. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, she is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. She has no hair. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Ahlyssa is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a Seamstress, her father struggled to pay the bills. A freak accident while working with her Seamstress father left her crippled. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Miner and was forced into it by her family.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 30000 cp.