Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Sailor for hire.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Pink pearl (70 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears skinny pants and wears a tan and brown robe with the hood down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Fibblestib 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 was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: She wears a grey coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon her head, and carries shortspears. Her blonde hair is still thick. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Her father took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She bought a shortspear and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Sensitive, Addict. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: She wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her brown hair is singed and shortened. Her eyes are a pleasant red.

Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Dwarven companion (her 'brother'). She tends to her Animal Trainer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and to be a sailor again

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 30 gp.