Description: 5'0" and muscular, this southern man wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has silver hair. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Fivin grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Fivin abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature lance.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 900 pp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (40 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2400 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His silver hair is heavily combed to the left. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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 cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. His hair is long and red with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born into a rich family. He moved out west to avoid the crime he committed. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 11000 sp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Thamior was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, 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 Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 800 gp. Azurite (14 gp). Chalcedony (30 gp).

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He is physically well-built. His hair is silver and curly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Heian hails from a village terrorized by giants. He moved out east to avoid the crime he committed. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 10000 sp. Blue quartz (15 gp). Golden pearl (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.