Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a tan and blue robe with the hood down, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'2" when asserting himself. His hair is brown and curly. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 53. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Marbas was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Marbas decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Flaws: Insane, Forgetful, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 40000 sp.

Description: He usually wears his white robe and has his flail always slung over his shoulder. He is physically well-built. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He takes great joy in being the best Sailor in town.

History: Born to a Bricklayer, his father struggled to pay the bills. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He has achieved small success as a Sailor.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a bricklayer again

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 240 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is light but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with grey colored cloaks and clothing. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy white hair. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Fortune-teller business.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1 Breastplate.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. A friendly and beautiful Dwarf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Oloric was born with his father's beautiful face. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and a strong sense of loyalty to dwarven people

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Shoemaker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 30 gp.