Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears an entirely brown suit with grey socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. After months of barely getting by, Uthemar managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering his clean studded leather. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Fivin was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 4000 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2100 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (60 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (60 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (60 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (60 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a grey coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. His hair is short and chestnut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He uses divination through singing.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Rolen took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up kukri and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Philantrophist. Bonds: Nature, Slave. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 700 pp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a tan collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He wears his blonde hair down. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

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. A freak accident while working with his Ruler mother left him crippled. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 4000 sp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (300 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (40 gp). Solid gold idol (1200 gp).

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose pastel pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He carries with him a set of hand crossbows on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. His hair is cut close to his head. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Theren was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Masseuse. He has achieved small success as a Masseuse.

Motivation: To be a Navigator again.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 4000 gp. Carnelian (70 gp). Malachite (12 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Blue quartz (12 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Jasper (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.