Description: An older man who is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing red cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze, he is not a threatening figure. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Hamil wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Druid, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: He prefers to wear violet clothing when he does not wear armor. He carries with him a set of quarterstaffs on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. Simon is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Elves became a terror of the countryside. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate, Gifted. Bonds: Family, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. She has wavy silver hair. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.

History: Panana was born with her father's beautiful face. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end; and she has a crush on the local sailor

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, she wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Her red hair is lengthy. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Her mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her mother was legitimate. Recently the stress of being a Laborer has made it difficult for her to sleep.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: This western man wears a brown vest and prefers red and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy golden hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dwarf in existence. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Travok was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (50 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp).