Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has a very tight haircut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Aldous was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Breastplate.

Description: He is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair is cut close to his head. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Gerard isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Job, Slave, Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 29000 sp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. His blonde hair is long and unkept. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He saw the violence of war and the aftermath so he converted to religion and dedicated himself to non-violence.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to prove his worth to the world

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive, Disease, PTSD. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This tall, slender man wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. 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 in a small island village. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He bought a scythe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Moss agate (9 gp). Iolite (50 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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 became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 9000 cp.