Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he dresses like a well dressed Navigator does. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. 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: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His childhood dream was to be a Sage, but he was a colossal failure. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Navigator for the past few years.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich, Military. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Deep green spinel (50 gp). Black pearl (500 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp).

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mercenary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A 5'4" eastern man, he wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His auburn hair is knotted and matted. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born in the east. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

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

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Poor, Military, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and prefers to wear flannel. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Born in the west to a Spy, Varis learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Expand his business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His red hair is cut short. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Adrik is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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 loathes his own lifestyle; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic, Insane. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 11000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.