Description: He is wearing a long, red cloak, and he perpetually has his shield ready. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 58. 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 dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His childhood dream was to be a Shoemaker, but he was a colossal failure. He became a Map Maker soon after.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Mentor, Job, Slave. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 34000 sp.

Description: He is wearing a long, brown cloak. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Percival is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is an amazing painter.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Adam grew up listening to his father's many stories. 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: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with red slacks. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair is long and brown with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Drogo 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Pink pearl (140 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Red spinel (140 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular 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 chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 45000 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.