Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is golden and very short. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Raer is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He takes great joy in being the best Armorer in town.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Tanner mother left him crippled. He became a Armorer soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His scarlet crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Bounty Hunter profession.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family, Debt. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Amber (140 gp). Sard (60 gp). Black star sapphire (400 gp). Lapis lazuli (9 gp).

Description: He wears professional attire. His hair is red and curly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. Thamior 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. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This malnourished man has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe. His red hair is long and unkept. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a Navigator first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Navigator.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.