Description: He dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with black slacks. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his hammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His head has been shaved. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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 was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 400 sp. 4 Thunderstones.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. He carries a battered ceremonial dagger and tarnished club as well. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. 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 is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Through the years after Broce was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Broce's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 360 gp.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He carries with him a set of flails, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He is bald on top and has large auburn tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Quarion was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. 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: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: This woman stands a little under 5'5" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. She keeps her long gray fur kept up in a rat tail. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She hates Tabaxis with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Smoking was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and gnomish compassion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Racist, Shy. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a hand crossbow, but if one is not available he will default to his axe. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Pikar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 5000 cp. Sardonyx (40 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears long strands of aquamarine and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has styled his silver crest well, parting it to the left. His ears are large.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family, Religious. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a simple brown robe with black stripes complete with hood. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He got into the Fletcher business at a young age. After coming to the age of reason, Solomon took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Fletcher responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: He wears a tan tunic with brown highlights, and long blue pants that bunch up around his shoes. He carries with him a set of flails, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair is still thick. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Quarion was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Malachite (14 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady silver eyes.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He comes from a rich western family. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Purson fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Passionate. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield. 1 Half-Plate.