Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Adventurer. His white hair is lengthy. He is baby faced.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. A freak accident while working with his Interpreter mother left him crippled. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is content; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Logical, Athletic. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. His golden hair is heavily combed to the left. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: Thamior is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Thamior was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Thamior was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Thamior decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Carpenter.

Motivation: Dragonborn compassion; and to be a crown-heir again

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: She is an average looking western female in her early mid-life. She wears a worn and beaten armor. She wears her beige fur up. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Her parents enrolled her in a Monk school at a young age so that she could practice her arcane talents. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 3'9". She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat, and her gloved hand is found clutching a halberd. Her hair is golden and very short. She has a dull look in her violet eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She has never given up on her music dream.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and she is greedy

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 150 gp.