Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He carries a battered warhammer and tarnished axe as well. His brown hair is still thick. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Paelias 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. Paelias 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. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To protect his home; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist, Addict. Bonds: Criminal record, Guardian. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His purple hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 27. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 80 gp. Coral (40 gp).

Description: 4'4" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a tan tunic with grey highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is an amazing painter.

History: Einkil was born with his mother's beautiful face. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Revenge; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This light-skinned male wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Rurik hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Rurik took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. 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: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 200 gp.