Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He keeps his cinnamon fur in a flapper bob. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Moon was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Moon decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; 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: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has blonde hair. His ears are large.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Nuraval was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. 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 loathes his own lifestyle; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her blue crest is still thick. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nuthra fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Insane, Forgetful. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 40 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His gold crest is smooth and relatively long. He is baby faced.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Disciplined, Philantrophist, Fighting, Logical. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Just what you see.