Description: He wears long strands of topaz and short red dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His cinnamon fur is matted, messy, and big. 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 believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. River took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he likes to wear green tank tops with brown pants, and is pretty ugly. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born to a Scribe, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 200 pp. Golden pearl (150 gp). Moss agate (12 gp). Red garnet (150 gp). Hematite (12 gp). Peridot (70 gp). Amethyst (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on his left hand. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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 submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was born into a rich family. In his 11th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Umpen alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He struck the Sailor job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: He wears a simple brown robe with black stripes complete with hood. He is portly but not overly obese. He has auburn hair. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When Ombul reached his early adolescence his Halfling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. 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. Ombul fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he's in love

Ideals: Artistic, Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Just what you see.