Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He wears his auburn hair down. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Wymar speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

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

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 10000 cp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (40 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). 3 Antitoxin. 3 Smokesticks. 3 Antitoxin.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He keeps his blonde hair in a flapper bob. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He works hard and plays hard.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and many dire rats want him driven away

Flaws: Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, and he perpetually has his greatsword ready. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He uses divination through singing.

History: Clerebold lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. 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: Regain custody of his son.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Trey was born the youngest of three triplets. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Religious. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: This man is very fat, and is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is obsessed with his god.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the south. Roland was born on a far southern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Mortician. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 3200 sp.