Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a grey and blue robe with the hood down. His white hair is still thick. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 160 gp. Rose (60 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

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. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He bought a shortspear and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: This eastern man wears professional attire. His clothes are grease stained in places. His red hair is cut short. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Krimp fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 28000 cp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 3'11". He wears dark leathers with embroidery, and his gloved hand is found clutching a axe. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is a great chef.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Slave, Rich. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: Just what you see.