Description: He wears a green tunic with red highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His brown hair is heavily combed to the left. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. Dean enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This southern man dresses in pastel turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with red slacks. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Cory is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 2 Smokesticks. 3 Holy water.

Description: He is a husky man, who is wearing a tight violet one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the right. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Junk Dealer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His green eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker tan hat.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. The war was a terrible time for him, and Clerebold does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He stands about 5'1" and wears bulky black painted plate armor. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 2 Antitoxin.