Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty red coat over it, and carries swords. His scarlet crest is unkempt and raggedy. 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 irascible and easily irritated. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Zedaar 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. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Silk rope. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Climber’s kit. 1 Average lock.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He has cinnamon fur. He has gleaming, smiling yellow eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Gifted from a young age, Pelt studied abroad. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed, Impulsive, Secretive. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 130 pp. Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Amber (110 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). Deep green spinel (110 gp). Peridot (20 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a grey tunic with brown highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. His blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Morgran alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and many dire rats want him driven away

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a greatsword, but if one is not available he will default to his sickle. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Morgran reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Optimist, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 5000 cp. 2 Thunderstones.

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 is renowned for his bright brown suits and hats. He is bald on top and has large auburn tufts of hair around his ears. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. 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 Layabout business at a young age. A gifted student he started as a Ruler, but he got bored and became a Layabout. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Chrysoberyl (130 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.