Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a brown broad hat and brown clothes. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His ears are large.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born in a small plains village. Whurbin 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. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 3000 gp. Amber (120 gp). Violet garnet (1300 gp).

Description: He wears a violet shirt with thin blue vertical stripes and black pants. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly kukris and shields. He sports a flattop crest cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. After months of barely getting by, Azzakh managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1200 gp. Deep blue spinel (1000 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: Erevan was born with his father's beautiful face. His first spouse was a Performer, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His chestnut hair is lengthy. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Gimûb was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Gimûb was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Fletcher. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Terse, Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This man stands a little under 4'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a black costume with the symbols of death on his torso. His black hair is lengthy. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Tharivol wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Cleric, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He became a Mortician soon after.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Bonds: Slave, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1300 sp.