Description: 6'2" and muscular, this northern man dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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 has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Debt. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears violet painted combat armor at almost all times. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Anthony speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Anthony 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 dropped out of school before completing his studies. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist, Logical. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'10" and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his club with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Anselm was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 2 years.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Optimist, Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (800 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (30 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he prefers to wear flannel. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. 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 doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Joker, Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 20 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He is portly but not overly obese. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. A true patriot, Everard would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Everard grew up listening to his father's many stories. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 20000 cp. Obsidian (5 gp). Amethyst (70 gp).