Description: This malnourished man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has auburn hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Carpenter born in the past three hundred years. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Gerbo lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Gerbo took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. He has achieved small success as a Carpenter.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and retire the richest man in the east

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Poor, Job, Family, Nature. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 600 pp. A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (100 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (500 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (170 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with pastel slacks. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is mildly Dwarf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dwarven conditions. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eberk fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dwarven people; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 90 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a black vest and prefers tan and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born to a Detective, his father struggled to pay the bills. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is content

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Selfish. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 7000 sp.

Description: He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. He has shaved his head bald. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. 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: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Nutae 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 never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he's in love

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 18000 sp.

Description: He tends to wear a large white jacket. He carries with him a set of kukris on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. He has no hair. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Fortune-teller profession.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Randal reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Human compassion; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: Just what you see.