Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears an entirely tan suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses in violet turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with blue slacks. He carries with him a set of bows on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born into a rich family. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. 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 white hair down. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is greedy

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 7000 cp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. He is physically well-built. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Insane, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Chrysoberyl (110 gp). Chrysoberyl (110 gp). Rich purple corundum (600 gp). Moss agate (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears dark leathers with embroidery, marred by chocolates. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. The war was a terrible time for him, and Tim 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 in the west. Tim was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Architect. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 300 gp.