Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Anthony liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 11000 sp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a tight fitting white shirt and pants. He is bald on top and has large blonde tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is a great chef.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1500 sp.

Description: This man typically wears grey cloth garments or leather armor. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a sai on his belt. He carries with him a set of sais, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. This gray eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Mercenary. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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 tends to his Mercenary job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Religious, Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 2800 sp. Brown-green garnet (60 gp). Citrine (30 gp). 1 Chain shirt. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his warhammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. 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: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Geoffrey was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Mentor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 700 gp. Jet (80 gp). Peridot (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.