Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Fortune-teller. He has achieved small success as a Fortune-teller.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He is portly but not overly obese. He wears a colorful flower in his rusty crest. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gold eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Donaar liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to prove his worth to the world

Flaws: Mundane, Impulsive, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Family. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 210 gp. 1 Climber’s kit.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears bulky white painted plate armor. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Ozyman was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Selfish. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: Standing 5'10", this man wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a spear on his belt. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. 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 fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 19000 cp. Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Sard (50 gp).

Description: This light-skinned male wears dull white sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed greatsword, just in case. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is short and golden. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Mormog grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Armorer and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Nature, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.