Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She is wearing a long, pastel, dusty cloak. She sports a flattop fur cut. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Moon is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Moon was born the youngest of three triplets. Her father was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To unite with her brother; and wants her loneliness to end

Ideals: Opinionated, Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 2100 sp. Amber (60 gp). Red spinel (60 gp).

Description: This man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized jet on his left hand. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He is baby faced.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Military, Religious. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Don lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Elves became a terror of the countryside. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 100 gp. 2 Tanglefoot bags. 3 Antitoxin. 7 Acid flasks.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he is wearing a tight grey one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His hair is cut close to his head. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Reirak reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and balancing his hectic life and new layabout responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (80 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy golden stubble. He wears long strands of sapphire and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has a hunchback. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 100 gp.