Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and retire the richest woman in the west

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Philantrophist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.

Description: She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. She is portly but not overly obese. Her feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. She has gleaming, smiling red eyes.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She was taken from her home at a very young age. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his halberd with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of goblins may trigger it at times.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Quarion was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and many goblins want him driven away

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a white coat. His black hair is thinning but still full. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. His childhood dream was to be a Miller, but he was a colossal failure. He has achieved small success as a Server.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Server responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 6'2" and wears just a brown suit. His golden hair is still thick. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Norman 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Insane, Fearful, Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.