Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His black hair is braided into rings. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Dalgal is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has yellow eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Spice Merchant arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He's also a talented Fletcher, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 130 gp. Peridot (60 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he typically wears pastel cloth garments or leather armor. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his small pastel hat.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born in the south. A freak accident while working with his Barber father left him crippled. Being a Slave Trader kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A 5'2" western man, he is dressed in an above average manner. His hair is long and black with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small pastel clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: The child of a Mayor, who enjoyed hunting, Varis was taken on many hunting expeditions. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 120 pp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Dyer born in the past three hundred years. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Dyer. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gennal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Dyer responsibilities is difficult; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 100 gp.