Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He carries with him a set of flails on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Thervan was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. Thervan 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'1" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. Her hair is white and curly. She has brown eyes.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Elven companion (her 'brother'). Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and a deep hatred of gnolls

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His green crest is long and unkept. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born in a small forest village. Valorean 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 has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears an entirely blue suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes, marred by sweets. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, PTSD. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

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

Ideals: Disciplined, Opinionated. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Just what you see.