Description: 4'10" and muscular, this western man dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a green coat with brown slacks. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1000 gp. Hematite (9 gp). Coral (100 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He carries with him a set of crossbows, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. In his youth he was a Mortician, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright tan and black, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He has no hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Carter born in the past three hundred years. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Thervan has worked very hard to control his curse. He's also a talented Servant, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Job, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Jeweled electrum ring (7000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1100 gp).