Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'3" when asserting himself. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson green hat.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 island due to the painful memories there. Qualen took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Nature. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 2'11" when asserting himself. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Gifted from a young age, Howard studied abroad. His parents enrolled him in a Cleric school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Moonstone (70 gp).

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. His crest, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are gold and beady.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: Direcris was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: Dragonborn compassion.

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

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 30000 sp. Hematite (9 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp).

Description: He wears a tan vest and prefers pastel and green shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He carries a battered longbow and tarnished greatsword as well. His white hair is braided into rings. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He is a Deep Scion in disguise. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greatsword.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Breastplate.