Description: This tall, slender man wears silk and lounges about seductively. He wears his brass crest up. He has red eyes and a grey hat with a white feather.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Direcris is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature flail.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a dagger on his belt. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. 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. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, brown shirt, and white tie. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed grey hat.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born in a small plains village. In his 11th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Varis alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Varis was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: He wants revenge against brigands.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 230 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He is physically well-built. His blonde hair is braided into rings. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Ahvain abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature quarterstaff.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Terse, Fearful. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1000 pp. Old masterpiece painting (2200 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2200 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His auburn hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He hates Halflings with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Halfling conditions. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Halfling compassion; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Hedonist. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1000 gp. Iolite (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.