Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he usually wears his yellow robe and has his crossbow always slung over his shoulder. His blonde hair is braided into rings. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 4000 sp. Aquamarine (800 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). Lapis lazuli (9 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1000 gp. Sard (30 gp). Pink pearl (70 gp). Black opal (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he very much looks the part of a Engraver. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 south. He tends to his Engraver job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To be a Tailor again; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Nature, Family. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'4" when asserting himself. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. He has brown eyes and a green hat with a black feather.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Eiravel 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. A freak accident while working with his Fortune-teller father left him crippled. During his travels, Eiravel and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Eiravel discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Eiravel fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1700 gp. Alexandrite (400 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Amber (160 gp). Moss agate (16 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Rich purple corundum (1500 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and obtaining odd cultural half-elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 2000 cp.