Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His chestnut hair is singed and shortened. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. 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, Bertram is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Elven compassion.

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated, Justice. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: She is an average looking eastern female in her early mid-life. She wears a violet broad hat and violet clothes. Her red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her eyes are green and beady.

Personality: Dara is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.

History: Dara was born the youngest of three triplets. One day when Dara was young, her mother was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly her mother dropped to the ground dead. Her mother had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Dara was heart-stricken from the event, and her father started working long hours to provde for them. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mason and was forced into it by her family.

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 70 gp. 4 Acid flasks.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 6'5". She usually wears her pastel robe and has her whip always slung over her shoulder, and her gloved hand is found clutching a whip. Her orange fur is unkempt and raggedy. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are amber.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: She was raised in a desert tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Spear took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up whip and armor she uses now. She bought a whip and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 120 gp.