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 prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His golden hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are brown.

Personality: Lance 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 plays an instrument quite well.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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 knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'7". He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze, and his gloved hand is found clutching a nunchaku. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He has violet eyes and a brown hat with a tan feather.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Scribe profession.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To be a Scribe again; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Cynical, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1000 gp. Black pearl (1500 gp). Moss agate (14 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). Banded agate (14 gp).

Description: He is a husky man, who prefers to wear flannel. He has moderate length golden hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 now owns his own business.

Motivation: Human compassion; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Insane, Cynical, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He is bald on top and has large auburn tufts of hair around his ears. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Balimaar abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears skinny pants and wears a black and green robe with the hood down. His white hair is lengthy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Gunter was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 700 gp.