Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. His hair is black and curly. His black eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. 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 brigands, the young Habor began to lead the lost caravan. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1300 gp. Red spinel (40 gp). Eye agate (12 gp). Carnelian (70 gp).

Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down. His skin is also unnaturally pale. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Theobald embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears professional attire. His golden hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are green.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. William was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Military, Family. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Average lock.

Description: 5'11" and muscular, this western man wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a scimitar on his belt. His hair is silver and curly. His eyes are a pleasant silver.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: The child of a Mercenary, who enjoyed hunting, Valafar was taken on many hunting expeditions. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Valafar 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.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Disciplined, Artistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 80 pp. Solid gold idol (300 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1000 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (40 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (40 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a blue shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and is pretty ugly. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Half-Elven culture. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Half-Elven compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to half-elven people

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.