Description: He wears a yellow collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a yellow scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his feathered yellow hat.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and 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: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He carries with him a set of bows on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'11". He wears dark leathers with embroidery, and his gloved hand is found clutching a spear. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. This gray eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Lamlis 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 dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He stands about 4'8" and wears dark leathers with embroidery. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 island due to the painful memories there. Fivin took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.