Description: This light-skinned male wears a tight fitting violet shirt and pants. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He has no hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a green coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Drogo was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Drogo took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He bought a mace and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's in love; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Religious, Mentor, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 13000 sp.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and human compassion

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He wears his red hair down. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 24. 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. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He is portly but not overly obese. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Guy isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Guard hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 11000 cp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.