Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a hammer, but if one is not available he will default to his halberd. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Gomory was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Aristocrat, 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 Aristocrat in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: Aquamarine (200 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Pink pearl (130 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He stands about 6'3" and prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His red crest is still thick. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Professionalism, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1900 gp. Blue quartz (15 gp). Banded agate (15 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). White opal (800 gp). Azurite (15 gp). Blue sapphire (800 gp). Brown-green garnet (70 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his nunchaku with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is physically well-built. He has wavy purple hair. His silver eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. 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: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the east. After coming to the age of reason, Purson took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Glassblower and was forced into it by his family; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1 Chain shirt.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She has dyed her greying rusty crest a little too much giving a sharp rusty color. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are red.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: She got into the Miller business at a young age. She moved out east to avoid the crime she committed. She was granted necromantic powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and she is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Slave, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1600 gp. Red spinel (70 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp).