Om broke her promise. Naughty Om.

Okay, I've got two characters I'll be playing for us. As my flash drive is in another room, their stats and details are a complete mystery to me.

One's a half-elf chap who grew up in a small settlement of costal buccaniers. He's already learned a lot about the life of a sailor, merchant adventurer, and even a pirate. He's not a bad guy, as such, but his interests in volunteering for an airship mission are not entirely rooted in a lust for adventure and exploration. Imagine if air trade could become the most profitible way to ferry cargo anywhere... Now... imagine how much an air pirate could make feasting off less cunning air ships! he's charismatic, extremely intelligent, and usually up to more than he lets on. despite any unsavory or ruthless ambitions he may hide, he's not evil by any stretch and takes a genuine interest in the people he chooses to call friend.

the other is a half-orc who's a bit of a troubled lad. his tribe have maintained a lifestyle that's even more nomadic than usual for half orcs. according to their shamanistic traditions, one of their heros who helped overthrow the evil black hearted orcs wandered the mountains on a spiritual journey that eventually saw him do battle with an orcish god or demi god and, for his bravery, he was granted some semi-divine powers himself. he speaks to his tribe in dreams, from time to time. well, this character was always plauged by strangely prophetic dreams as a child, but the dreams faded away by the time he hit puberty. the shamans had already taken him under their collective wing, but his gift had failed him, and he often purged himself as a self-punishment. even when his demi-god would speak to him through prayer, he still craved the dreams that had troubled him as a youngling. thus, among a people who despise slavery and shackles in any form, following a divinity that upholds liberty and strength as ideals, he's become known as 'Slave-to-Dreams' among his people. he's morose at times, and given to black moods, but these are just a patina tarnishing a fiercely proud warrior spirit. when a dream finally spoke to him, telling him of the need to travel across the sky, he wasted no time in riding out of the mountains to enlish on the mission.