Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He wears his red hair down. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Soapmaker born in the past three hundred years. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Joker, Athletic. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family, Slave. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He prefers to wear white clothing when he does not wear armor. His hair is golden and curly. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: Justin hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: The child of a Marshal, who enjoyed hunting, Justin was taken on many hunting expeditions. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. After a long history of fighting, Justin and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He carries a battered monstrous two handed axe and tarnished quarterstaff as well. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. In his youth he was a Assassin, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. Percival was born on a far southern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Engraver. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, In love. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His black hair is cut short. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: Gerard is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Gerard took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Blacksmith for the past few years.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and expand his business

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 2300 sp.