Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a white tunic with brown highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 88. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Slave, Job, Family. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: He wears baggy violet pantaloons and a blue scarf. He carries a battered shortbow and tarnished sickle as well. His purple hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Nicor was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Nicor took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His auburn hair is still thick. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Thamior is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the north. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 15000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With red face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is dressed in an above average manner. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

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 Dyer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. After a long history of fighting, Khrosh and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To be a Baker again; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist, Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 500 gp. Azurite (14 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp). Deep green spinel (150 gp).

Description: He wears bulky red painted plate armor. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His childhood dream was to be a Bather, but he was a colossal failure. He has worked as a Actor like his father before him.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and retire the richest man in the east

Ideals: Professionalism, Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 3000 cp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (130 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp).