Description: He is scrawny and has patchy blonde stubble. He wears long strands of ruby and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has a hunchback. He wears his blonde hair down. He has violet eyes and a grey hat with a pastel feather.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. Alexandre enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born into a rich family. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. The war was a terrible time for him, and Corkitron does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Corkitron took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care, and he perpetually has his bow ready. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the right. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Banker. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Banker.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is wearing a tight grey one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Randal 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. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, 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 now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane, Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 700 sp. Citrine (20 gp).