Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Through the years after Zaffrab was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Zaffrab's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Guardian, Religious. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 23000 sp. Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He wears dull grey sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed glaive, just in case. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Ernest took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Weaver they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Sculptor, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To protect his home; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Nature, Family, Guardian. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears dark leathers with embroidery. Her hair is black and curly. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is mildly Halfling supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and gnomish compassion

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. He has silver hair. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Delebean 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 not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Professionalism, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 900 gp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'6". He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and his gloved hand is found clutching a scythe. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His first spouse was a Map Maker, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has achieved small success as a Adventurer.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Sard (80 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Deep green spinel (80 gp). 1 Superior lock. 1 Silk rope.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'9" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His cinnamon fur is knotted and matted. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and expand his business

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1100 gp. Black pearl (800 gp). Azurite (10 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Citrine (40 gp).

Description: 3'2" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She wears a tan coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon her head. Her white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Symma took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hammer and armor she uses now. During her travels, Symma and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Symma discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Symma fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she wants to meet her childhood hero

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 100 gp.