Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears long strands of emerald and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Dimble 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. After a long history of fighting, Dimble and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His fur is lavender and very short. His copper eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson black hat.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Through the years after Fragrant was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Fragrant's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Fragrant and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1900 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp).

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his ceremonial dagger, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Fortune-teller and was forced into it by his family; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Flaws: Racist, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 5000 gp. Iolite (60 gp). Silver pearl (60 gp). Peridot (60 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp). Jade (60 gp). Jasper (60 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Rose (60 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Onyx (60 gp). Black opal (900 gp). Black opal (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His hair is auburn and curly. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. A true patriot, Berrian would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born in the east to a Server, Berrian learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting giants, the young Berrian began to lead the lost caravan. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Military, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 40000 sp.