Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines red.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rimmon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. This gray eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. 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. Justin took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears bulky tan painted plate armor. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sword, but if one is not available he will default to his dagger. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has done his best to style his blonde hair to look like a famous performer. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born to a Actor, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Spice Merchant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Just what you see.