Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He is wearing a long, grey cloak. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He takes great joy in being the best Navigator in town.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Navigator. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Greedy. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 300 gp. Eye agate (15 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a yellow coat with red slacks. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He works hard and plays hard.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Hedonist. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With red face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears tattered old clothes. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He has all his life been fascinated with painting.

History: He is a Succubi in disguise. Through the years after Everard was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Everard's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Just what you see.

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 is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born into a rich family. After coming to the age of reason, Lance took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Racist, Addict. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His hair is chestnut and very short. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Fortune-teller for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Sellsword again.

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 300 gp.