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 is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Mercenary. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Nature, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1600 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 6'0" and muscular, this northern man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His blue hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His white eyes peer out from beneath his top grey hat.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Zephan is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Zephan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A gifted student he started as a Layabout, but he got bored and became a Fortune-teller. He has worked as a Fortune-teller like his mother before him.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Fortune-teller responsibilities is difficult; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and carries tridents. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. This hazel eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Wiggens was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Wiggens grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Wiggens. 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 feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: This slender man stands about 4'10". He wears brown trousers with green and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. His ears are large.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.