Description: He wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants, and he perpetually has his crossbow ready. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 500 pp. Chalcedony (50 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Black star sapphire (500 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Malachite (10 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). Pink pearl (70 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Amber (70 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Iolite (50 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears skinny pants and wears a green and grey robe with the hood down and is in decent physical shape. His hair is black and curly. His eyes are red and catlike.

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. The war was a terrible time for him, and Purson does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Purson took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: In love, Military, Nature. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a trident, but if one is not available he will default to his whip. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His blue hair is unkempt and raggedy. 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 has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Lapis lazuli (8 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic. Flaws: Sensitive, Selfish, Mundane. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: He wears a black vest and prefers white and red shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He carries with him a set of bows on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born in the north. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Elves in the north were limited. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Percival fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 300 gp. White pearl (80 gp). Fire opal (1500 gp).