Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Brottor liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty yellow coat over it, and is pretty ugly. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. He has amber eyes and a yellow hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. During his travels, Immeral and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Immeral discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Immeral fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Flaws: Ugly, Greedy, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His purple hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Nirgel was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Apothecary. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is a great chef.

History: Faran was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Bard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Bard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. After coming to the age of reason, Faran took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1 Superior lock.