Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears long strands of amber and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. 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 calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and money/treasure

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Bather

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 3000 gp. Banded agate (8 gp). Jade (50 gp). Black pearl (1600 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Black pearl (1600 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 3'3", this man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Arumawann took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He has worked as a Sculptor like his mother before him.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Moss agate (8 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears his chestnut hair down. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Sage born in the past three hundred years. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Impeccable, Logical. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 90 pp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born to a Navigator, his father struggled to pay the bills. When Frouse reached his early adolescence his Gnome father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He's also a talented Navigator, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Poor, Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: American accent

Possessions: Just what you see.