Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a tan broad hat and tan clothes. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with music. He constantly tries to fill his life with music. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: In love, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His red hair is thinning but still full. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Pikar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Pikar was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Armorer. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Flaws: Terse, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a simple grey robe with tan stripes complete with hood. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 86. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Spice Merchant business.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To be a Locksmith again.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 9000 cp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: A middle-aged woman, she wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), and is pretty ugly. Her white hair is smooth and relatively long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: Gadreel hails from a village terrorized by drow. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow; and she wants revenge against drow

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 2100 sp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He typically wears blue cloth garments or leather armor. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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 is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Uthemar lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Miller they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Miner, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Miner and was forced into it by his family; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Slave, Family. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Just what you see.