Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Dreali was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Adept, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Adept in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears just a grey suit. His tied-back hair is brown. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Born in the south to a Navigator, Norman learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature falchion.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He stands about 5'10" and is typically in his Shipwright uniform. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is dark but he possesses many violet ritualistic tattoos. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Harbek lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dwarven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dwarven doctor. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 4000 cp. Smoky quartz (80 gp).

Description: This man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His brown hair and beard is wavy and long. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp.