Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His rusty crest is still thick. His red eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 3. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Dadalan was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Bard, 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 Bard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Flaws: Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (10 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (10 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears dull brown sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed greatsword, just in case. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He also hits on men, regardless of circumstances.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Poor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 150 gp. Golden pearl (40 gp). Iolite (50 gp).

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'6" when asserting himself. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the right. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Beggar. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Beggar for hire.

Motivation: To be a Doctor again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Job, Rich. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 2600 gp.

Description: This slender man stands about 4'11". He wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Just what you see.