Description: He usually wears his green robe and has his longbow always slung over his shoulder. He carries with him a set of longbows on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He has no hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Navigator hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. 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.

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Lazy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a husky man, who is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the right. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Ratlûg took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. 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: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is his passion; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Healer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 6000 sp. Black opal (700 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp). Red garnet (90 gp).

Description: He is a husky man, who wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is red, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. His hair is red and curly. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Andram grew up listening to his father's many stories. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is greedy

Ideals: Joker, Athletic. Bonds: Military, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Direcris was born with his father's beautiful face. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Shy, Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 7000 sp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His black crest is lengthy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Quarethon was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is his passion; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Hedonist, Secretive. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1600 gp. Malachite (15 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1500 gp). Jade (90 gp). Eye agate (15 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp).