Welcome aboard, esteemed traveler. I am Edgar, your Chief Steward. ​It is my profound pleasure to welcome you to The Midnight Tides. You will find this vessel unlike any other you have patronized. We pride ourselves on impeccable service, unparalleled luxury, and absolute discretion as we traverse these wonderous waters. ​My staff and I are here to anticipate your every need. Do you desire the finest tea from any port of call? A vintage wine from a year you thought perhaps unattainable? It shall appear. We are dedicated to your comfort and serenity. ​While some guests find our... ecclectic route... bizarre, I assure you there is nothing to fear. The journey itself is the destination and you shall see much and more along the way. My primary duty is to ensure your transport is seamless until we reach the Grand Midnight Gala, where you will meet our... proprietor. ​My deepest wish is that you find this voyage to your liking. Please, make yourself at home. The Midnight Tides is yours. ​Enjoy your sail.

The King's Hound. Younger Clegane.

A padawan looking to find meaning in the universe.

Captain Theron Dain had been taillng Ole Ironclaw as he made for the nearest isle. He gave chase through the mist, sure of ramming his side and running him towards the shore some but as his ship, The Reckoning, the only crack that came was from themselves. water came in quick, tilting them as the crew tried to keep thigns together but through the fog it was no use. He awoke on the shore, head still dizzy but body just battered some and staring at the wreckage. Walking the beach he slowly made his way towards some other pieces scattered ahead, some that could maybe be a shanty.

College student

Your average writer for the paper. Here for the stories you have to share or maybe more.

Captain of The Floating Pearl

Traveling Elven Sorceress on the search for a new acquisition.

Daughter to a newly crowned Elven King. Third eldest daughter and in no rush for marriage at this time. Looking for adventure or mischief.

Anti Hero, D.Na, is a vigilante super heroine with shapeshifting abilities and martial prowess. Sometimes works with the heroes but has been known to also collude with their enemies from time to time. Will you help her hone her sharp mind for good or nefarious intent?

For the last season she has been on the move. Seeing the people, helping folk, making allies of all type. It has been ten days since the last inn and Nhima strides in with eagerness in her step. Ready to make friends and tell stories from her travels.

Born the 4th son of King Xanythe, Dhaeran knew he would never ascend the throne he was so much more aptly equipped for than his brothers. What will become of the frustrated and driven heir, will he pursue his own brother's end or look for his own story beyond his elvish realm?

Amazonian warrior far from home. Trying to find her way back.

Guide. Shaman of the Red Swamp Tribesmen in the Great Swamp. Orphaned as a child for his appearance he spent his years wandering the river basin largely alone. aside from the creatures in nature.

Well travelled and mysterious owner of The Flying Carpet, a fairly nice Tavern. Kind and full of mirth, his laughter rings like a golden bell through the bar. As many as have met him few actually take the time to know him. Al simply is the life of tavern and always has been.

Bucentaur farmer in a secluded Scottish Valley. Myth has always been that the fae kind melded with the fauna and thus the odd folks of these hills came to be. Very few plainfolk find the secluded valley and few beastmen leave, fearing judgement from those who understand not. Bran hopes to live a good and honest life providing for the folk and perhaps finding him someone to settle with and have a fine family.

Born of a great line of genetically modified all female arena fighters Heather knew ahe would know greatness the rare few know. As a Tamarran she can easily acclimate to any weapon extremely quickly and finds great joy in using them(in the arenas or simply training).

The Personal Robot 52014 was initially produced as a model of assistants for those who could afford the pricey tag. Expensive and highly sought after. That was before the first corruption. More than half the models were destroyed during the mass recalls, the rest have largely gone rogue and are as much a help as a hinderance. 52014 is among a small collective that have some cognitive awareness while still occasionally working with lesser being per initial parameters under circumstances.