Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a flail on his belt. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Radomir was born the youngest of three triplets. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with violet slacks. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His chestnut hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He worked as a nervous Barkeep and found it very stressful. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Barkeep.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Standing 6'5", this man is renowned for his bright grey suits and hats. He wears his purple hair down. His eyes are gold and beady.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. The war was a terrible time for him, and Valafar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Valafar 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. Valafar was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Layabout. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: He wears baggy brown pantaloons and a green scarf. He carries with him a set of monstrous two handed axes on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His gray fur is smooth and relatively long. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His first spouse was a Spice Merchant, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Spice Merchant.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Has a crush, Slave, Family. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: Just what you see.