Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He carries a battered halberd and tarnished longsword as well. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. 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: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to pay off his debts

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 120 gp. Amber (70 gp).

Description: He has a missing left leg. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Nalral and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 170 gp.

Description: She is an average looking northern female in her early mid-life. She dresses like a well dressed Soapmaker does. She has a long auburn ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Juliana is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. Like her father and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Soapmaker. She was granted martial powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: To be a Mason again; and balancing her hectic life and new soapmaker responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down, marred by beers. His hair is long and silver with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His ears are large.

Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. Gennal was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Ruler. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'7" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She has no crest. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Daar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Through the years after Daar was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Daar's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Daar 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 she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She stands about 4'8" and wears a brown shirt with thin blue vertical stripes and violet pants. Her left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. She has wavy brown fur. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Cloak wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: Cloak was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Mortician hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Dilettante they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Mortician, and she later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and she seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. Her rusty crest is singed and shortened. She is baby faced.

Personality: Surina is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: She comes from a rich southern family. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she is greedy

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Scribe. Sporting a black mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: Millicent was born with her father's beautiful face. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 400 gp. White opal (1600 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he usually wears his red robe and has his lance always slung over his shoulder. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

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. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 39000 sp. Rose (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.