Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is typically in his Miner uniform. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. This violet eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Olunt was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Miner. 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'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a butcher again

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Secretive, Hedonist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: She prefers to wear flannel. She is portly but not overly obese. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: Bryseis was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Cleric, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Cleric in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is her passion; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Slave, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 2000 gp. Blue-white diamond (5000 gp). White opal (1500 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Jasper (40 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Coral (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a simple brown robe with grey stripes complete with hood. His gray fur is braided into rings. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his small brown hat.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Mentor. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1400 gp.

Description: This man has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his grey robe. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has black hair. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Halfling in existence. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Corkitron fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and money/treasure

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 900 gp.