Description: A man of a pale complexion, he likes to wear black tank tops with brown pants. His black crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. Gorbundus liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Iolite (30 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp). Chrysoberyl (140 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his nunchaku with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are white.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Cimer was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Military, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: This man wears a tight fitting red shirt and pants. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 18. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He got into the Stableman business at a young age. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He's also a talented Sculptor, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. Her brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines silver.

Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with dancing. She constantly tries to fill her life with dancing. She is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born to a Blacksmith, her father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Barrister hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She has never given up on her dancing dream.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a simple tan robe with black stripes complete with hood, marred by beers. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. 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 believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Family, Military. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 40 gp. Chrysoberyl (90 gp).