Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a grey shirt with thin red vertical stripes and black pants. He sports a flattop fur cut. This green eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Tailor. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Seamstress profession.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Tailor.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 170 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Gimble liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and to protect his home

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 5000 sp. Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). 1 Backpack. 1 Good lock.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He usually wears his blue robe and has his shortspear always slung over his shoulder. His hair is blonde and very short. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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 always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Ivellios was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Crown-heir. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull white iron scale mail. His chestnut hair is cut short. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Gerald was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Paladin, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Assassin hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature falchion.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Elven artifacts is his passion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 40 pp.