Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His red hair is cut short. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

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. 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: Trym was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 600 gp. Silver pearl (50 gp).

Description: She is an average looking western female in her early mid-life. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. She has no hair. Her eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Orcs became a terror of the countryside. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Mundane. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His scarlet crest is smooth and relatively long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He tends to his Stylist job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Professionalism, Extrovert. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 26000 cp. 2 Antitoxin. 4 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: He stands about 5'0" and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Weaver. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He takes great joy in being the best Weaver in town.

History: Thamior was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a yellow coat with tan slacks. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Koeth is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Banker work with an outfit from a few towns over. Banker work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has worked as a Banker like his mother before him.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and balancing his hectic life and new banker responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 2300 sp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate.