Description: This late middle aged man is typically in his Mercenary uniform and is in decent physical shape. His white hair is thinning but still full. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Born in the south to a Mercenary, Darrak learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He became a Mercenary soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new mercenary responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 380 gp. Deep green spinel (160 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). Black pearl (500 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. He keeps his purple hair in a flapper bob. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep silver.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he's attracted to the pc

Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: 5'2" and muscular, this northern man wears a worn and beaten armor. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, 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 has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Opinionated. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 5000 cp. Chrysoberyl (70 gp).

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Sellsword and was forced into it by her family.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: Her skin is bronze and flawless. She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. She is an epitome of beauty. Her blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: When she was but 4 years old her parents immigrated from the west. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Expand her business; and to be a server again

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 280 gp.

Description: She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. Her brass crest, when down, is lengthy. Her eyes are likewise gold. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Roofer profession.

History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. 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 became a Farmer soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: This fat northern woman has a bulbous nose and tends to wear a large red jacket. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. Her brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. After a long history of fighting, Eran and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears violet trousers with black and blue striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Her auburn hair is long and unkept. Her eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.

History: Her martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Avice took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor she uses now. She was granted martial powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Banded mail.