Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Taklinn lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. The family's rival house kidnapped his sister with the intent that his sister marry their son to gain control of contested properties. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Slave, Guardian, Family. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is dressed in a clean white cloak covering his clean studded leather, and he perpetually has his lance ready. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

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. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born to a Layabout, his father struggled to pay the bills. He was taken from his home at a very young age. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Howard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Amber (80 gp). Red-brown spinel (80 gp). Golden pearl (80 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). Emerald (1400 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). Amber (80 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman wears black trousers with grey and pastel striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her purple hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.

History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Shax took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up nunchaku and armor she uses now. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: In love, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1200 gp. Bloodstone (50 gp).

Description: He wears a tan tunic with black highlights, and long red pants that bunch up around his shoes. He carries with him a set of pickaxes on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His white hair is still thick. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Umpen was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Gnomish conditions. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Umpen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Hedonist, Racist. Bonds: Mentor, Military. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 200 gp. Coral (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.