Description: A 3'6" southern man, he wears a blue collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Arumawann was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, 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 Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. A freak accident while working with his Spy mother left him crippled. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by vampirism.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Disease, Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 400 gp. Zircon (80 gp).

Description: This man very much looks the part of a Ruler. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Fabien's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: Fabien was born the youngest of three triplets. A gifted student he started as a Tailor, but he got bored and became a Ruler. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 48000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears a black shirt with thin green vertical stripes and tan pants. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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 now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 240 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. He has wavy blue crest. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born in the north. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Debt. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 2200 sp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His eyes are black.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Qemuel took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. He bought a whip and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Slave, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.