Description: He wears a brown coat over a red low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly nunchakus and greatswords. He has no hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His first spouse was a Performer, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 500 gp. Bloodstone (20 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Chrysoberyl (60 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the right. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his feathered black hat.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. 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: He has money and likes to spend it; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He dresses like a well dressed Shipwright does. His auburn hair is lengthy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He worked as a nervous Shipwright and found it very stressful. He became a Shipwright soon after.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Bloodstone (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Musical instrument. 1 Simple lock. 1 Silk rope.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born in the south to a Dilettante, Everard learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When Everard reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He struck the Dilettante job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant, Job, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A 6'5" southern man, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. The war was a terrible time for him, and Anselm does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family 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. 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: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 27000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.