Description: He wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bastard sword, but if one is not available he will default to his glaive, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'3" when asserting himself. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Theriatis was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Justice, Logical, Persistence. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a tan and white handkerchief worn on his left side. His orange fur is singed and shortened. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Roofer profession.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. His first spouse was a Roofer, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 7 years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Family. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His red hair is knotted and matted. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

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 lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Bathin took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He bought a shortbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Purban grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Purban. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Bookbinder.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Ideals: Professionalism, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 5000 gp. Fire opal (500 gp). Azurite (8 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Jasper (50 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak, marred by chocolates. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his writing with anyone who is interested.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Passionate, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Family, Poor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 500 sp.