Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has wavy chestnut hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Kûga 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. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the north were limited. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 40000 cp.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He is portly but not overly obese. His white fur is matted, messy, and big. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A freak accident while working with his Mason father left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 700 gp. Malachite (11 gp). Amethyst (80 gp). Blue quartz (11 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp).

Description: This man wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame, and sports empty pouches on his belt. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Doctor. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 east. He tends to his Doctor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Doctor responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor, Family. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears dull tan sweaters, loose pastel pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shortspear, just in case. His crest is short and white. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Trynnicus took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Just what you see.