Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a pastel costume with the symbols of the four houses of cards on his torso. He is an epitome of beauty. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. 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: Rolf was born with his father's beautiful face. 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 spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Barber

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Rich purple corundum (1300 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 5'9". He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, she is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Her red hair is singed and shortened. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady hazel eyes.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 30000 cp. 1 Spyglass. 1 Climber’s kit. 1 Bullseye lantern.

Description: She wears violet painted combat armor at almost all times. She has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. Her chestnut hair is well kept. Her eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: Galiena wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Paladin, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When Galiena reached her early adolescence her Human mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 500 gp.