Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He prefers to wear flannel. His hair is red and curly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He hates Dwarves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Gimurt grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 5000 cp. Golden pearl (50 gp).

Description: He stands about 5'2" and 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. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken from his home at a very young age. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 34000 sp. Moonstone (80 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His blue hair is thinning but still full. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tiefling in existence. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: The child of a Locksmith, who enjoyed hunting, Mormo was taken on many hunting expeditions. Mormo was born on a far northern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Assassin. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Mormo fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: Chrysoberyl (100 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He very much looks the part of a Jeweler. His blue crest is braided into rings. He has red eyes and a green hat with a brown feather.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has worked as a Jeweler like his mother before him.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is greedy

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Cynical, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.