Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His black hair is lengthy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Braak was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a worn and beaten armor. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He uses divination through singing.

History: Wiggan was born the youngest of three triplets. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His hair is golden and curly. His ears are large.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Thervan isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He got into the Fletcher business at a young age. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Sage. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He worked as a nervous Sage and found it very stressful. He struck the Sage job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Revenge; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.