Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears professional attire. His hair is cut close to his head. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Half-Elven companion (his 'brother'). He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 800 sp. Blue quartz (10 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Varis speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Varis was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Bonds: Poor, Family, Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 900 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Malachite (6 gp). Red spinel (70 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Vlorn hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears a grey shirt with thin green vertical stripes and black pants. His hair is cut close to his head. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1 Hourglass.

Description: He usually wears his yellow robe and has his greatsword always slung over his shoulder. He carries with him a set of greatswords on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His black hair is heavily combed to the left. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Aramil was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 400 gp. Carnelian (20 gp). Banded agate (12 gp). Banded agate (12 gp).