Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dwarf in existence. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Fargrim was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Expert, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Expert in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He found a children's book about a Dwarf Expert who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is purple, silky, and of moderate length. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Stylist business.

History: Tethren was born the youngest of three triplets. One day when Tethren was young, his mother was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his mother dropped to the ground dead. His mother had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Tethren was heart-stricken from the event, and his father started working long hours to provde for them. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Posh accent

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

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a brown coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. He has no hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: The child of a Stylist, who enjoyed hunting, Mormog was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Mormog took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and half-orc compassion

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He dresses like a well dressed Navigator does. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. 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: Ozyman was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Navigator work with an outfit from a few towns over. Navigator work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He became a Navigator soon after.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.