Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born in a small plains village. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Server they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Merchant, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This dark-skinned male wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 44. 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. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His parents enrolled him in a Bard school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and he perpetually has his kukri ready. His hair is golden and very short. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Debt. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a blue coat. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When Dean reached his early adolescence his Human mother 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 17000 sp.

Description: With yellow face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his lance with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Mercenary. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mercenary. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mercenary responsibilities is difficult; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 80 pp. White pearl (120 gp). Banded agate (8 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item.