Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Art was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Barbarian, 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 Barbarian in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1400 gp. Chrysoprase (60 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Red-brown spinel (130 gp). Freshwater pearl (16 gp). Onyx (60 gp). Brown-green garnet (130 gp). Carnelian (60 gp).

Description: A 5'11" northern man, he dresses like a well dressed Stableman does. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the right. He has green eyes and a white hat with a grey feather.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: Ûshgol was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Ûshgol liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He tends to his Stableman job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Family, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 16000 sp. Amethyst (110 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the south. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a axe on his belt. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are green.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born in a small island village. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Berrian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Nature, Poor. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 400 gp.