Description: This malnourished man very much looks the part of a Glassblower. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Halimath was born with his mother's beautiful face. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to be a fletcher again

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: He wears a white coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the right. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Rolen wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To pay off his debts.

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Debt. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 400 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp).

Description: He wears a grey coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head, and he perpetually has his warhammer ready. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Thervan's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Thervan was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He bought a warhammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Nature, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: He has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his violet robe. He is physically well-built. His auburn hair and beard is wavy and long. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He comes from a rich western family. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is greedy

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.