Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 18. 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 constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born in the east to a Healer, Roger learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He dresses well, wearing red shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Arnold hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 100 gp. Silver pearl (140 gp). Brown-green garnet (140 gp). 2 Antitoxin.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a Fisher first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He worked as a nervous Fisher and found it very stressful. Recently the stress of being a Fisher has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and expand his business

Flaws: Addict, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, blue shirt, and violet tie. His white hair is thinning but still full. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. When Miles reached his early adolescence his Human mother 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. After a long history of fighting, Miles and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears just a black suit. His head has been shaved. His ears are large.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 21. 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 invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Clerebold was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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 now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: Chalcedony (70 gp). Rich purple corundum (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.