Description: An older man who wears yellow robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a quarterstaff, but if one is not available he will default to his sai, he is not a threatening figure. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His first spouse was a Interpreter, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Interpreter they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Laborer, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Laborer and was forced into it by his family; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1500 sp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is wearing a long, blue cloak. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Efferil grew up listening to his mother's many stories. In his youth he was a Marshal, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. 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: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 14000 cp. Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Freshwater pearl (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born in the east to a Bowyer, Shamash learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. 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: Further expansion of business; and obtaining odd cultural dwarven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 400 gp. Carnelian (70 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Coral (150 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His brown hair and beard is wavy and long. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. A gifted student he started as a Servant, but he got bored and became a Spy. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Spy.

Motivation: Expand his business; and balancing his hectic life and new spy responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, she wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. Her chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. She wears an eyepatch.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 60 pp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tiefling, and stands approximately 5'9". He wears long strands of amber and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and his gloved hand is found clutching a quarterstaff. He has styled his purple hair well, parting it to the right. His eyes are likewise silver.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Gifted from a young age, Paymon studied abroad. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 4000 sp. Black pearl (400 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp). Iolite (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has a very tight haircut. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 300 gp. Jet (110 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Black star sapphire (900 gp).