Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a flail, but if one is not available he will default to his trident. His blonde hair is singed and shortened. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He is dressed in an above average manner. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Rolf speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Poor. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He prefers to wear yellow pants and tee shirts. His red hair is heavily combed to the left. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

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. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist, Logical, Gifted. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 300 gp. Sardonyx (30 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Sard (30 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, red shirt, and yellow tie. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the west were limited. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull black iron scale mail. He has chestnut hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When Dustin 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 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; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.