Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He is typically in his Shipwright uniform. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Mindartis was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, 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 Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Mindartis 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 then took over the family business and is one of the better Shipwright for hire.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a simple tan robe with grey stripes complete with hood. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His ears are large.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a black collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a pastel scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His half smiles and gold eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Zepar was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Zepar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He bought a scythe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Optimist, Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 110 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (100 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His black hair is still thick. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He is an amazing painter.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Cook work with an outfit from a few towns over. Cook work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Cook for the past few years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and money/treasure

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, In love, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Orc, and stands approximately 6'8". He wears dark leathers with embroidery, and his gloved hand is found clutching a club. His auburn hair is lengthy. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Beggar. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Beggar. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Justice, Athletic. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 40 pp.