Description: He tends to wear a large white jacket, and he perpetually has his shield ready. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When Travok reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Travok fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 300 pp.

Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a grey small hat and grey clothes. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born in a small plains village. Himo was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Himo decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Hedonist. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: Standing 3'1", this man wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His pastel leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Tanner but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. 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 dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Coral (40 gp). Jet (40 gp). Eye agate (12 gp).

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his trident with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is portly but not overly obese. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has violet eyes and a grey hat with a yellow feather.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. Dimble 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 has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and regain custody of his son

Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Nature, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1 Tanglefoot bags.