Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has achieved small success as a Priest.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 300 pp.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears a violet cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. His hair is chestnut and curly. This brown eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 36. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Military, Slave. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 200 gp. Blue quartz (15 gp). Golden pearl (130 gp).

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'2" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. She keeps her white crest in a pixie cut. 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 considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.

History: The child of a Mercenary, who enjoyed hunting, Aasathra was taken on many hunting expeditions. Aasathra liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Bather and was forced into it by her family; and to reunite with her absent mother

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: 5'2" and muscular, this western man wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His hair is dark red and very short. His silver eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He worked as a nervous Interpreter and found it very stressful. During his travels, Purson and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Purson discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Purson fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 400 gp. Carnelian (30 gp). Jet (120 gp). Moss agate (10 gp).