Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears bulky violet painted plate armor. He has done his best to style his blonde hair to look like a famous performer. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Rolen was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Cleric, 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 Cleric in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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 has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature longsword.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She is an attractive woman, lean and moderately muscular. She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. She has done her best to style her chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Navigator hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. 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: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she wants to get laid

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Military. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: 6'5" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She wears a black shirt with thin green vertical stripes and grey pants. She has done her best to style her black hair to look like a famous performer. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. The occasional robbery is her preferred attention getting crime, but she mainly uses her means for meeting her own perverse desires.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Nemeia took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sickle and armor she uses now. Being a Fortune-teller kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: She feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: Standing 5'10", this man is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Detective. He has red hair. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. 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: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Detective. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 40 gp.

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 usually wears his yellow robe and has his whip always slung over his shoulder. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Lewis hails from a village terrorized by illithids. Lewis was born on a far western forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Mason. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and a deep hatred of illithids

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Hedonist, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 300 gp.