Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears just a black suit. His brown hair is still thick. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Barber but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. 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: Pacifist. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a flail, but if one is not available he will default to his warhammer, and is pretty ugly. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the left. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed tan hat.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Crown-heir.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Crown-heir responsibilities is difficult.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 41000 sp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings, and he perpetually has his scimitar ready. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

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 disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Godfrey was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Carter. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull white iron scale mail. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When Cory reached his early adolescence his Human father 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. 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: Expand his business; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting, Persistence. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: He is wearing a tight violet one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, and he perpetually has his mace ready. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 18. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Server arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

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: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: In love, Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 100 gp.