Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He is dressed in earthy colors with a green and tan handkerchief worn on his right side. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His silver eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Navigator business.

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. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and revenge

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a black shirt with thin blue vertical stripes and white pants. His crest, while still mostly gold, has prominent grey streaks. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Patrin took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. After a long history of fighting, Patrin and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His blue crest is heavily combed to the left. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He bought a halberd and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Dragonborn compassion.

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His hair is cut close to his head. He has black eyes and a green hat with a brown feather.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Qemuel's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born to a Carter, his father struggled to pay the bills. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and to pay off his debts

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Debt. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1200 sp.