Description: He wears a brown collared shirt and violet pants. He accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He carries with him a set of lances, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Adam isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Adam was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Adam decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Being a Navigator kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 39. 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. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

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. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Secretive. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 100 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. Her silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She has blue eyes and a pastel hat with a tan feather.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Through the years after Drogo was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Drogo's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and human compassion

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.