Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears tattered old clothes. His fur is cut close to his head. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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: Money/treasure; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 300 gp. Rose (50 gp). Sard (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Fonkin grew up listening to his father's many stories. 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 moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 46000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy white crest. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. He has a hunchback. His white crest is matted, messy, and big. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Roofer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 280 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'6" and is dressed in a clean white cloak covering his clean studded leather. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length blonde hair. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Dharg wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Barbarian, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is a great chef.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 200 gp.