Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he tends to wear a red poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born in the north to a Mercenary, Cressel learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Tailor, but he was a colossal failure. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Tailor they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Mercenary, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 700 gp. Jet (50 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). Eye agate (10 gp).

Description: He wears a violet armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. He carries with him a set of scimitars, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is harsh and unforgiving.

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. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. 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. Gennal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Greedy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 3000 gp. Blue sapphire (400 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Freshwater pearl (11 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). Emerald (400 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Onyx (50 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Religious. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Jasper (30 gp). Blue quartz (11 gp). 3 Thunderstones. 7 Acid flasks.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears his silver hair up. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Orcs.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Orc activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Orc doctor. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and a strong sense of loyalty to half-orc people

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length orange fur. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Marshal who has hired him part-time. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.