Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing. His golden hair is thinning but still full. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Carter born in the past three hundred years. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Miles was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. When Miles reached his early adolescence his Human 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. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and expand his business

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Bonds: Job, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his rapier with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He sports a flattop fur cut. His copper eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Lone took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With grey face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a simple black robe with pastel stripes complete with hood. His crest is cut close to his head. 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 is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. A friendly and beautiful Dragonborn, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Gorbundus alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is chestnut and very short. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Ozyman was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature dagger.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1000 gp.