Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, and he perpetually has his glaive ready. His red crest is smooth and relatively long. His gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Kiirith was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has achieved small success as a Sailor.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He wears a brown shirt, with a pastel mid length shorts with pastel tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 2. 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 is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. 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. Don 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; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Military, Religious. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He is wearing a long, yellow, dusty cloak. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 6. 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 does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Map Maker but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Burgell hails from a village terrorized by giants. He was taken from his home at a very young age. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Pacifist, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Slave, Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is pastel, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. He has a hunchback. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. 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: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He carries with him a set of falchions on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Fortune-teller but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Pacifist. Flaws: Insomniac. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 18000 cp.