Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He carries with him a set of sais on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. His blonde hair is long and unkept. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. Her silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Dyer. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Dyer arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears suspenders and blue workpants. Her shirt is white, and she wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time. Her golden hair is smooth and relatively long. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: Her divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She became a Sage soon after.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears just a blue suit. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born in the west. 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. Warryn took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor he uses now. He bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Banded mail.