Description: 4'1" and muscular, this western man wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. His hair is blonde and very short. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Selfish. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 360 gp. 3 Acid flasks.

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 wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered red stockings. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. 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: Adam was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Adam was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Fletcher. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

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

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Slave, Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 3100 sp. Jet (90 gp). 1 Disguise kit.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears yellow painted combat armor at almost all times. His red hair is braided into rings. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the south. When Názkûga reached his early adolescence his Half-Orc mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. He has shaved his head bald. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. A true patriot, Erevan would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Erevan hails from a village terrorized by brigands. 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. After a long history of fighting, Erevan and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Enemies. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His black crest is long and unkept. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Baker who has hired him part-time. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Tarhun reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Doctor. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He's in love; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Military, Religious. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Just what you see.