Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears professional attire. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Aelar wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His first spouse was a Performer, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mercenary and was forced into it by his family; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Military, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: This man is renowned for his bright brown suits and hats, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker brown hat.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Masseuse. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Jocelyn grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Jocelyn. He became a Masseuse soon after.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Dûsh is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Dûsh took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Spice Merchant for hire.

Motivation: To be a Animal Trainer again; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Extrovert, Gifted. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his warhammer with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly warhammers and lances. His blue hair is matted, messy, and big. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and 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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man has the majority of his body covered in plate. His hair is cut close to his head. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 600 sp.