Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He has a large tan mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his yellow robe. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Server born in the past three hundred years. The war was a terrible time for him, and Lance does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Lance was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. 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. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lance 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 balancing his hectic life and new server responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military, Poor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He worked as a nervous Fortune-teller and found it very stressful. 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: Expand his business; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Disease, Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: A 3'8" northern man, he wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. His hair is blonde and curly. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light pastel in addition to tight pants. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at 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: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. 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: To find somewhere to settle down.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Slave, In love. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a pickaxe on his belt. He carries with him a set of pickaxes on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Ur-Masi was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.