Description: He is a husky man, who is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, grey shirt, and blue tie. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born to a Farmer, his father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Ruler hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 70 gp. Sard (60 gp).

Description: She wears skinny pants and wears a green and white robe with the hood down. She carries a battered monstrous two handed axe and tarnished bastard sword as well. Her rusty crest, when down, is lengthy. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines gold.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. To her fellows she 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: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. In her 15th year, her parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Blendaeth alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She was granted necromantic powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and she desires to right it

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He wears an entirely black suit with blue socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His ears are large.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Nirgel's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Spice Merchant arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 350 gp.

Description: A 6'5" northern woman, she is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her brown hair, when down, is lengthy. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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 knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Forgetful, Greedy. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her eyes are brown.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortbow.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He has a very tight haircut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, In love, Slave. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Tailor. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Professionalism, Artistic. Flaws: Hedonist, Depressed. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is bald on top and has large brown tufts of hair around his ears. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Tharivol 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. Tharivol decided he wanted neither the life of his mother 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 seems to be bored by most things; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: This slender woman stands about 6'7". She wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. She has dyed her greying white crest a little too much giving a sharp white color. Her red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is a Spice Merchant first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Attractive. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 60 gp.