Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a glaive on his belt, marred by beers. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dalgal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Holy water.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy red stubble. He is wearing a long, violet, dusty cloak. He has a hunchback. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: Born to a Fortune-teller, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Greedy. Bonds: Family, Poor, Religious. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is lean but muscular and is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. His bronze crest is thinning but still full. His red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Quarethon was born the youngest of three triplets. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Ploughman and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with his absent mother

Flaws: Addict, Secretive. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Mundane. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 40 gp. Chrysoberyl (150 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.