Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Ploughman for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Brewer again; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 9000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a blue small hat and blue clothes. He wears his brass crest up. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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 cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has a crush on the local interpreter

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 380 pp. Zircon (60 gp). Malachite (9 gp). Azurite (9 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). Jade (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He is wearing a long, pastel, dusty cloak. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Percival embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson yellow hat.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

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. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He receives visions of the future at random moments

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. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ulfgar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: Just what you see.