Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. His hair is long and brown with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 62. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. 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 always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Norman was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Armorer and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Slave, Military. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 100 gp. Sard (80 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Tourmaline (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Pacifist, Artistic, Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: White pearl (130 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a fancy violet suit. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Herbalist arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He prefers to wear pastel pants and tee shirts. His tied-back hair is white. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Human compassion.

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He has a very tight haircut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Theodoric was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Theodoric fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 400 gp.