Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, and he perpetually has his trident ready. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Scrag was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Hematite (15 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Blue star sapphire (500 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Fire opal (500 gp). Red spinel (110 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Jet (110 gp). Emerald (500 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp). Brown-green garnet (110 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Blue star sapphire (500 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp). Chrysoberyl (110 gp).

Description: He has a missing left leg. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born in the north to a Beggar, Hoglik learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his mother's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered brigands who tried to eat his hand. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He wants revenge against brigands.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 10000 gp. Peridot (60 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). Fire opal (800 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Brown-green garnet (160 gp). Black opal (800 gp). Obsidian (5 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). Malachite (5 gp). White pearl (160 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Jasper (60 gp). Brown-green garnet (160 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. He keeps his long white fur kept up in a rat tail. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Beast was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and doesn't want to be a apothecary and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 230 pp. Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Star ruby (800 gp). Sard (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With pastel face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he tends to wear a large brown jacket. His head has been shaved. 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 takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. 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: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Navigator. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Percival fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.