Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a brown tunic with tan highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Patrick was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Ranger, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Ranger in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He found a children's book about a Human Ranger who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: This man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has dyed his greying brass crest a little too much giving a sharp brass color. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born in a small desert village. 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. Kriv took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He bought a glaive and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 300 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy golden hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. 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: Born to a Mayor, his father struggled to pay the bills. A freak accident while working with his Mayor father left him crippled. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 6000 gp. Malachite (10 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Violet garnet (300 gp). Coral (150 gp). Red garnet (150 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). Jade (150 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Onyx (20 gp).

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'8" when asserting himself. His fur is orange and very short. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Born in the east to a Soapmaker, Dynamic learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Masseuse they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Soapmaker, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 170 pp. Black pearl (1500 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Banded agate (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.