Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He is portly but not overly obese. His black hair is cut short. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Cory was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and he perpetually has his hammer ready. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He hates gnolls. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born in a small forest village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Oskar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Oskar was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'7". He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. 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: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Roofer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker, Athletic. Bonds: Slave, Rich. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. 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, Hadarai is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Hadarai lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 100 gp.