Description: He is a husky man, who wears a red vest and prefers blue and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Animal Trainer for hire.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears just a tan suit. He is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Stableman. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born in the south to a Stableman, Nutae learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Nutae was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Nutae decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

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.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 6000 gp. Bloodstone (60 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Brown-green garnet (90 gp). Jet (90 gp). Red garnet (90 gp). Malachite (15 gp). Fire opal (700 gp). Freshwater pearl (15 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). Rich purple corundum (700 gp). Malachite (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This eastern man typically wears blue cloth garments or leather armor. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 19000 sp. Citrine (30 gp). Hematite (8 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized yellow coat. His red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his quarterstaff, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. 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: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Thervan took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Stylist they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Ruler, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease, Mundane. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Buckler.