Description: He wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shortbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Kilvar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Servant responsibilities is difficult; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, In love, Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the left. This green eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Traubon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To unite with his sister.

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Zed was born the youngest of three triplets. As a very small child his family refused to pay dues to a local crime lord, who ordered them killed. His mother, a somewhat powerful mage sought to protect him and cast a teleportation spell that whisked him away. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He is greedy; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Family, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp. 7 Acid flasks.

Description: This younger middle-aged man prefers to wear flannel, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His brown hair is singed and shortened. His gold eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He got into the Map Maker business at a young age. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To be a Navigator again; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Slave, Job. Occupation: Map Maker

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

Possessions: 1800 gp. Old masterpiece painting (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. His gold crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dragonborn companion (his 'brother'). He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 70 pp. 1 Minor magic item.