Description: This man wears dull grey sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed scimitar, just in case, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Sailor for hire.

Motivation: He is content; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 130 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She wears a grey small hat and grey clothes, and carries shields. Her white hair, when down, is lengthy. This brown eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: She was born at the edge of vast forest. Her family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. She saw this and took pride in her father's willingness to do anything to win. Being a Gardener 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: To be a Hunter again; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Military, Nature, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 30 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (150 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man dresses in grey turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with green slacks, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His silver hair is cut short. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Trym hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Trym was born the youngest of three triplets. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dwarven companion (his 'brother'). He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: In love, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears a blue collared shirt and grey skirt. She accessorizes with a yellow scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her tied-back hair is white. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. She is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Through the years after Virra was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Virra's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and her religion dominates her actions

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Just what you see.