Description: He dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has wavy blonde hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Through the years after Namfoodle was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Namfoodle's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: 4'0" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He tends to his Navigator job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

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

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Poor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. He sports a flattop hair cut. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Bhevek 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. A gifted student he started as a Miner, but he got bored and became a Apothecary. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To be a Miner again.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Cynical, Shy, Ugly. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sickle with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small pastel clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed pastel hat.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Banded mail.