Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. His head has been shaved. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. 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, Adam is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Adam liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Amber (130 gp). Brown-green garnet (130 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Banded agate (8 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp).

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a violet and green handkerchief worn on his left side, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'3" when asserting himself. He is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Harbek lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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 wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and doesn't want to be a mayor and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Job, Family, Rich. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Just what you see.

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 a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 320 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears dull brown sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed club, just in case. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Aelar was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, 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 Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Weaver hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 2600 sp.