Description: He wears black painted combat armor at almost all times, and carries morningstars. His golden hair is thinning but still full. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. 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, Naill is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He is a Yochlol in disguise. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: 3'1" and muscular, this western man prefers to wear yellow pants and tee shirts. His brown hair is long and unkept. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Body Guard. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Body Guard.

Motivation: To be a Guard again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is wearing a long, brown cloak. He wears his brown hair down. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Gimble lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Slave. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1300 gp. Smoky quartz (50 gp). Moss agate (14 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). White pearl (160 gp).

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He wears his blonde hair up. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Gnomish activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Gnomish doctor. He bought a shortbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'11" when asserting himself. His blue hair is long and unkept. His eyes are gold and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. 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, Pelaios is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Engraver. He became a Engraver soon after.

Motivation: To be a Baker again; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 7000 sp. Black opal (800 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item.