Description: He wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Koeth was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Adept, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Adept in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He found a children's book about a Elf Adept who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature quarterstaff.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His black hair is long and unkept. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Adran has worked very hard to control his curse. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Forgetful, Disease. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Star rose quartz (50 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. He is an epitome of beauty. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his writing with anyone who is interested.

History: He got into the Healer business at a young age. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Healer. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 4 years.

Motivation: To be a Sailor again.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his trident with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Uthemar will drive conversation. 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: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.