Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He carries with him a set of shortbows, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his brown hair down. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ghash fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a white vest and prefers black and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His tied-back hair is chestnut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

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 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Corkitron took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He bought a shortbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Addict. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 200 pp. Rhodochrosite (11 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Eye agate (11 gp). Jet (150 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a brown vest and prefers yellow and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His hair, while still mostly purple, has prominent grey streaks. He is baby faced.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mason for the past few years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He carries a battered lance and tarnished club as well. He has brown hair. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the east. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dwarves in Dalgal's homeland. Dalgal decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Guardian. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.