Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a pastel suit, brown shirt, and grey tie. He carries a battered whip and tarnished nunchaku as well. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has green eyes.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His first spouse was a Laborer, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Family. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 28000 sp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. Don was born on a far eastern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Fletcher. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Slave, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. He carries a battered bastard sword and tarnished bow as well. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His ears are large.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Everard lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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 now owns his own business.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Racist. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 100 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 many layers of old clothing at all times. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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 would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born to a Masseuse, his father struggled to pay the bills. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 10 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a pickaxe on his belt. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 island due to the painful memories there. Clerebold took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. 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, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.