Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

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. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has worked as a Bellfounder like his father before him.

Motivation: To be a Stylist again.

Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Rich, Job. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Nicholas wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Commoner, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Nicholas took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Disciplined, Optimist. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was born in a small forest village. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears bulky black painted plate armor. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. This violet eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

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. He has achieved small success as a Soapmaker.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Military, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 2000 sp. Black pearl (800 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This malnourished man very much looks the part of a Healer. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Balimaar hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His childhood dream was to be a Doctor, but he was a colossal failure. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Poor, Military. Occupation: Healer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: Just what you see.