Description: A moderately attractive man, he typically wears red cloth garments or leather armor. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When Ozyman reached his early adolescence his Halfling mother 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and obtaining odd cultural halfling artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A 3'11" eastern man, he wears a brown vest and prefers blue and white shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Bather arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Uraim was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Uraim decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to be a slave trader again

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 140 pp. Chalcedony (50 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Eye agate (10 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Family, Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit men.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Naill grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Naill was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 160 gp. Rose (20 gp).