Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Armorer. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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: He has money and likes to spend it; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: Standing 6'4", this man is wearing a long, brown cloak. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Hubert 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. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Military, Job, Family. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears long strands of topaz and short yellow dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Alchemist’s fire. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: This southern man wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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. Don took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Guardian, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 25000 cp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Navigator.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Job, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 200 gp.