Description: This man is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. Ar-Baruk abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to protect his home

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 120 gp. Red-brown spinel (70 gp). Brown-green garnet (70 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a green coat with black slacks. His auburn hair is greasy and uncared for. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: She is a husky woman, who is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. She wears her red hair down. Her silver eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She was granted arcane powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Guard

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with black slacks. Her bronze crest is greasy and uncared for. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Raiann fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 7000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a grey coat. He sports a flattop hair cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; 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: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record, Slave. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 60 gp. Carnelian (60 gp). Obsidian (11 gp).