Description: This slender man stands about 5'11". He wears tattered old clothes. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. In his 18th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: 6'3" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears bulky brown painted plate armor. His brass crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Shamash hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born to a Bowyer, his father struggled to pay the bills. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Artistic, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 50000 cp.

Description: He stands about 5'4" and very much looks the part of a Soapmaker. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His ears are large.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. 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 father. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Soapmaker for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Soapmaker responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a green collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Dworic isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. In his youth he was a Stylist, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dworic fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, PTSD. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 900 sp.