Description: An older man who tends to wear a large black jacket, he is not a threatening figure. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Ar-Kaius was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Ar-Kaius abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 90000 cp. A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man is typically in his Ruler uniform and is in decent physical shape. He keeps his blue crest in a pixie cut. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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 is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Salasar was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Salasar decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has achieved small success as a Ruler.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Job, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time, and he perpetually has his club ready. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He is baby faced.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Immeral 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. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. 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. Immeral fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a black coat over a yellow low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. His gray fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Stableman. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Zircon (70 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Pink pearl (40 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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 he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1 Antitoxin.