Description: He wears a simple green robe with white stripes complete with hood. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his kukri, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. He wears his brown hair down. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Whurbin grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Whurbin. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. He has a dull look in his gold eyes.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. Raam enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A gifted student he started as a Tailor, but he got bored and became a Stableman. He's also a talented Tailor, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and balancing his hectic life and new stableman responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job, Slave. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 12000 sp. Sard (70 gp). Coral (80 gp).

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His black crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Mozikth was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Aristocrat, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Aristocrat in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Flaws: Cynical, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 3'7" and wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with music. He constantly tries to fill his life with music. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

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 enrolled him in a Warlock school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Sapply fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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: Artistic, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man has a large tan mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized ruby on his right hand. His silver hair is lengthy. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Laborer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A freak accident while working with his Butcher mother left him crippled. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 60 gp. A small bag of saffron. (20 gp).