Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He works hard and plays hard.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Ashgarn was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Flaws: Depressed, Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: A 6'2" southern man, he wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He also hits on men, regardless of circumstances.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Drogo took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He tends to his Performer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 150 gp. White pearl (40 gp).

Description: She is in excellent shape and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. Her brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. Whurdred abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hand crossbow.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to reunite with her old friends

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She is portly but not overly obese. She has done her best to style her black hair to look like a famous performer. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She hates Humans with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.

History: Melissa hails from a village terrorized by orcs. Her mother was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 100 gp.