Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He is wearing a long, brown cloak. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length red hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Randal was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Randal was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Slave, Military. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Born to a Interpreter, his father struggled to pay the bills. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is a mite stocky and is dressed in a clean green cloak covering his clean studded leather. His blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Mortician business.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he wants revenge against brigands

Ideals: Opinionated, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. 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: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Drogo took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up kukri and armor he uses now. He bought a kukri and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

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

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 17000 cp.

Description: He is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He got into the Sage business at a young age. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Peter 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 Peter. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and revenge

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Just what you see.