Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sai with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Miles grew up listening to his father's many stories. He found a children's book about a Human Fighter who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: He likes to wear grey tank tops with tan pants. His brown hair is knotted and matted. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

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 has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Painter arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Cynical, Fearful, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a black shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. 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 in a small forest village. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Clerebold grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Clerebold. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Poor, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 23000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This dark-skinned male dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a white coat with brown slacks. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He wears his silver hair up. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He takes great joy in being the best Unemployed in town.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the west. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Adam took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. He's also a talented Barber, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Nature, Family. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He stands about 6'4" and wears a white armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Roger 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 has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 400 gp.