Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a grey coat over a yellow low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: The child of a Doctor, who enjoyed hunting, Erias was taken on many hunting expeditions. Erias 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 would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: In love, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He very much looks the part of a Soapmaker. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Soapmaker. He became a Soapmaker soon after.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Job, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather and is in decent physical shape. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born into a rich family. He 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. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 120 pp.

Description: This northern man sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has moderate length white hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Pígug hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the north were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 4'5". He wears a simple brown robe with black stripes complete with hood, and his gloved hand is found clutching a club. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born in the west to a Crown-heir, Dalgal learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Guardian, Job, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1400 sp. 1 Crowbar.