Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Gimble took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Slave. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 18000 cp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his kukri, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Târz's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. In his 11th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Târz alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats.

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: She wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her ceremonial dagger, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. She has moderate length red hair. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tiefling in existence. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.

History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many dire rats want her driven away; and she wants revenge against dire rats

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Poor, In love, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a violet cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. He carries with him a set of scimitars, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has gray eyes and a violet hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 9. 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. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 8000 gp. Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Emerald (1300 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Blue quartz (12 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.