Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Guard arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. 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 has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Family, Rich. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Born in the south to a Blacksmith, Trail learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Being a Blacksmith kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 300 gp. Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Jasper (40 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Chalcedony (40 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has dyed his greying scarlet crest a little too much giving a sharp scarlet color. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Shedinn took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Persistence, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 7000 cp. 3 Holy water. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His red hair is thinning but still full. He is baby faced.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and elven compassion

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), and carries morningstars. His white crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Miller but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Pacifist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 70 gp.