Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his hand crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: He was born in the west. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 60 gp. Rose (70 gp).

Description: This malnourished woman wears dull grey sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed rapier, just in case. She has a long brown ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. She receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. After coming to the age of reason, Vonana took it upon herself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She was granted psionic powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 1 Banded mail.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears suspenders and red workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy red leather apron most of the time. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He uses divination through singing.

History: Thorpe was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. After coming to the age of reason, Thorpe took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he is content

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: French accent

Possessions: A roughly beaten golden orb (60 gp).

Description: This western man has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. His clothes are grease stained in places. His white hair is cut short. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is obsessed with his god.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nalral fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 110 gp.