Description: This man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his falchion with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amethyst on his right hand. His black hair is singed and shortened. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Purson is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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 prove his worth to the world; and money/treasure

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1600 sp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He very much looks the part of a Banker. His hair is red and very short. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Banker for the past few years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Passionate, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His crest, while still mostly blue, has prominent grey streaks. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady red eyes.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Slave Trader profession.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Hirrathak grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He found a children's book about a Dragonborn Monk who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He became a Navigator soon after.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: She is in excellent shape and likes to wear violet tank tops with green skirt. Her chestnut hair is cut short. She has violet eyes and a violet hat with a green feather.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of gnolls once and for all.

History: Her psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Traulam abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. She is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: The child of a Mercenary, who enjoyed hunting, Mary was taken on many hunting expeditions. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Being a Herbalist 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 will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.