Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a white costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Aust hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Artistic, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'6" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a red armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. He sports a flattop hair cut. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Percival was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 5000 cp.

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 is wearing a tight blue one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 12000 sp.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his club with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His cinnamon fur is matted, messy, and big. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. 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: Gifted from a young age, Trail studied abroad. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 20000 sp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His auburn hair is lengthy. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. 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, Riardon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. A freak accident while working with his Fletcher mother left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 230 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.