Description: This man is tall and muscular. He prefers to wear flannel. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. The war was a terrible time for him, and Patrick does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When Patrick 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 bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Azurite (6 gp). Red spinel (160 gp). Silver pearl (160 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears just a grey suit. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Shane was born the youngest of three triplets. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and doesn't want to be a courier and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Family, In love. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: He is typically in his Butcher uniform. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. This violet eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Percival is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. His mother worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled mother and took his mother's old job. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Extrovert, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Nature, Family. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is violet, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: A 5'7" eastern man, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Heward 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. When Heward 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. 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: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Poor, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 100 gp.