Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His gold crest is unkempt and raggedy. He is baby faced.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Kaladan is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Kaladan was born the youngest of three triplets. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1000 gp. Blue sapphire (500 gp). Violet garnet (1000 gp). Blue star sapphire (500 gp). Sard (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He carries with him a set of rapiers on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He wears his blonde hair up. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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 a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Elves.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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. Balimaar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. He has worked as a Fortune-teller like his mother before him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1600 sp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. 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 extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. 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: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Gimgen was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Slave Trader. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Unemployed. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Unemployed hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 18000 cp.