Description: A middle-aged man, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and is pretty ugly. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has brown eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Varis 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. Varis 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 would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull pastel iron scale mail. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is content

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 80 pp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1200 gp). A small bag of saffron. (40 gp).

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He dresses like a well dressed Blacksmith does. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His scarlet crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Baradad is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. 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 worked as a Blacksmith like his mother before him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. A friendly and beautiful Half-Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Himo fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.