Description: This man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 130 pp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He is dressed in a clean white cloak covering his clean studded leather. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His gray 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 would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: She is dressed in an above average manner. She wears a broad hat to cover her moderate length red fur. Her eyes are green.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She has all her life been fascinated with dancing.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Her mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Kite fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: She stands about 6'6" and usually wears her green robe and has her rapier always slung over her shoulder. Her left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. Her rusty crest is knotted and matted. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her mother.

History: Mijira lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her mother worked until she suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. She had to support her now crippled mother and took her mother's old job. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Mercenary they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Junk Dealer, and she later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To unite with her sister.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 9000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A 3'9" northern woman, she wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Ovina isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. She is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with her old comrades. She has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Born in the north to a Soapmaker, Ovina learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Soapmaker work with an outfit from a few towns over. Soapmaker work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1200 sp. 4 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He stands about 3'0" and is well dressed, constantly wearing a white suit, tan shirt, and brown tie. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He has a long black beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Vlorn took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. 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. Vlorn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Passionate, Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Performer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork manacles. 1 Masterwork manacles. 1 Superior lock. 1 Bullseye lantern.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He typically wears white cloth garments or leather armor. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is cut close to his head. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Flaws: Emotional, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This woman is very fat, and wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. Her blue hair is greasy and uncared for. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with singing. She constantly tries to fill her life with singing. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Vapula was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Navigator responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 210 gp. Amber (150 gp). Coral (150 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'5" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. Her blue crest is smooth and relatively long. Her red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. She bought a mace and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Nature, In love. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Everburning torch.