Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly axes and spears. He has done his best to style his auburn hair to look like a famous performer. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Kilvar hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: An older woman who prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs, she is not a threatening figure. Her long silver hair reaches down to her waist. Her eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: She is a woman who does what she needs to. She will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Her father was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: Expand her business; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.

History: She was born at the edge of vast forest. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Addict, Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

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

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He likes to wear red tank tops with brown pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Nelkin isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Halfling unity. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Military, Mentor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. He has moderate length silver hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born in the north to a Marshal, Quarion learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. After coming to the age of reason, Quarion took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature longbow.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 200 sp.