Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He carries with him a set of daggers, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has shaved his head bald. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. 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 at the edge of vast plains. One day when Miles was young, his father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his father dropped to the ground dead. His father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Miles was heart-stricken from the event, and his mother started working long hours to provde for them. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Stylist they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Herbalist, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Family, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 30000 sp. Moss agate (16 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp). Jet (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the west were limited. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a falchion, but if one is not available he will default to his morningstar, and he perpetually has his morningstar ready. He has shaved his head bald. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Fortune-teller born in the past three hundred years. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born in the west to a Fortune-teller, Peter learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Fortune-teller. He has worked as a Fortune-teller like his mother before him.

Motivation: To be a Navigator again; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Hedonist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This man likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. 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 now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Mentor, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: Percival lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 11000 cp.