Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Through the years after Paelias was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Paelias's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He wants revenge against drow.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Cook

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the left. His green eyes peer out from beneath his feathered brown hat.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: Red garnet (90 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His brown hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born in the east to a Fletcher, Morkral learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He struck the Fletcher job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Rich. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 3100 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a brown tunic with violet highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born to a Hunter, his father struggled to pay the bills. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, In love. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 12000 sp.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He carries with him a set of monstrous two handed axes, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is chestnut and curly. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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 orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ar-Beka fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Terse, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 900 gp.