Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. He sports a flattop hair cut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 32. 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. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

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. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Namfoodle alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has achieved small success as a Spy.

Motivation: To protect his home; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a red vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His pastel leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his red boots flare out at the collars. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. His childhood dream was to be a Slave Trader, but he was a colossal failure. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 200 gp. Jet (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. She carries with her a set of hand crossbows, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. She wears her red hair down. Her silver eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. She always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. She carries with her a set of hammers on her belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. She wears her auburn hair up. Her eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.

History: The child of western immigrants she idolized her father. Tiaathque was born on a far western desert where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Mercenary. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 500 gp.