Description: He prefers to wear pastel pants and tee shirts, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'2" when asserting himself. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 53. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Carnelian (50 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'1" and muscular, this northern man is dressed in earthy colors with a blue and grey handkerchief worn on his right side. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. His black eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Fisher. He struck the Fisher job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict, Greedy. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Star ruby (1500 gp). Jade (50 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Vanuath was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Adept, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Adept in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 800 gp. Violet garnet (900 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Tourmaline (140 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, brown shirt, and black tie. His chestnut hair is lengthy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. The war was a terrible time for him, and Igden does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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 loathes his own lifestyle; and money/treasure

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.