Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He sports a flattop hair cut. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: The child of a Ruler, who enjoyed hunting, Forcas was taken on many hunting expeditions. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Slave, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his white robe. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Insomniac, Insane, Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Everard liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Job. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 600 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His clothes are grease stained in places. His red hair and beard is wavy and long. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Elves in the north were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and balancing his hectic life and new mercenary responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His white hair is still thick. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

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. A true patriot, Brottor would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Brottor fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 150 gp.