Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is dressed in earthy colors with a white and tan handkerchief worn on his right side. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful, Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Jasper (60 gp). Golden pearl (60 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Rich purple corundum (500 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Peridot (60 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp).

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy brown stubble. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. He has a hunchback. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 4000 gp. Chrysoprase (70 gp). Lapis lazuli (10 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Red spinel (90 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp).

Description: He typically wears white cloth garments or leather armor. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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. 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: Gilthur was born with his mother's beautiful face. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Elf, and stands approximately 5'7". He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman, and his gloved hand is found clutching a dagger. He has wavy blonde hair. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his top red hat.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. 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, Rolf is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Rolf lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Cook, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Bloodstone (30 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). Moonstone (30 gp). Tourmaline (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with green colored cloaks and clothing. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Religious. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 390 gp. 1 Crowbar.