Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. He carries a battered quarterstaff and tarnished trident as well. His blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. 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. A freak accident while working with his Unemployed father left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His brass crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. A true patriot, Mehen would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 island due to the painful memories there. Mehen took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Military, Nature, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Zircon (80 gp). Jasper (80 gp). Emerald (800 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing a long, pastel, dusty cloak. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Uthemar was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Uthemar decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Malachite (14 gp). Golden pearl (70 gp). Blue star sapphire (500 gp). Jacinth (6000 gp). Sard (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

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 has a large tan mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his red robe. His fur is brown and curly. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Now he works as a poetry tutor during his time off.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a longsword on his belt, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

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. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Reynard grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Reynard. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Reynard never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Criminal record. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 70 gp. Obsidian (4 gp).