Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 16. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Enialis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. In his 11th year, his parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Enialis alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants revenge against goblins; and many goblins want him driven away

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1100 sp. Azurite (15 gp). Amethyst (110 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. His purple hair is knotted and matted. He has gleaming, smiling white eyes.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 400 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. Her brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: This woman loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. In her 12th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She was granted necromantic powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: She possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Artistic, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.

Description: He 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, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'7" when asserting himself. His fur is gray and curly. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born in the south to a Sellsword, Aura learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Aura 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 spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 260 gp. Tourmaline (80 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.