Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He wears his black hair down. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are black.

Personality: Andram wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Cleric, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Andram was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Andram decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1000 sp. Deep green spinel (40 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp). Red garnet (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a violet collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a tan scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Bowyer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 200 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). 1 Masterwork manacles. 1 Superior lock. 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Good lock.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Clerebold was born with his mother's beautiful face. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane, Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1000 sp. Iolite (70 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Jasper (70 gp). 2 Smokesticks. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: This exceptionally lanky woman is wearing a long, brown cloak. Her chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: Joan was born the youngest of three triplets. Joan was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Joan decided she wanted neither the life of her father nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Family, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 2600 gp. Deep green spinel (60 gp).

Description: Runty and weak-looking, she is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. Her tied-back hair is brown. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. While she appears to be a normal Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This eastern man typically wears red cloth garments or leather armor. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small red clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker red hat.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Dyer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 290 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts. He is physically well-built. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

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. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 2700 sp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (140 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a white shirt with thin tan vertical stripes and black pants. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Stannor fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, PTSD. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 200 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears dark leathers with embroidery. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Masseuse who has hired him part-time. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He is a Yochlol in disguise. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Herbalist; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 300 gp.