Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears professional attire. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Bricklayer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Eberk took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 370 gp.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 3'3" and has a large red mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe. He has no hair. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His parents enrolled him in a Paladin school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 130 gp. Moss agate (7 gp). 4 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: A stocky darker skinned woman, she prefers to wear tan clothing when she does not wear armor. She has wavy red hair. Her amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born in the north to a Miller, Breena learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She has achieved small success as a Miller.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Impulsive, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Tailor does. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair is blonde and curly. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born in the south. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Job, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 120 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears dull white sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed bastard sword, just in case. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: Mormog was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. Mormog 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. Mormog 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. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: 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; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 350 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.