Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 8000 sp. Citrine (20 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Blue star sapphire (900 gp). Jade (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This dark-skinned male is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. After coming to the age of reason, Orthog took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Hedonist, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He carries with him a set of scimitars on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His white crest is thinning but still full. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady red eyes.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Donaar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Donaar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length red hair. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Adventurer business.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Efferil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 20 pp.