Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His hair is silver and curly. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Qemuel was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tiefling companion (his 'brother'). He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 40 pp. Alexandrite (800 gp). Obsidian (5 gp). Brown-green garnet (120 gp). Emerald (700 gp).

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His blonde hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Norman fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Greedy, Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 600 gp. Lapis lazuli (12 gp). Fire opal (1100 gp). Moss agate (12 gp). Amethyst (130 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his dagger, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His fur, while still mostly cinnamon, has prominent grey streaks. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Slave, Religious. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears his white hair down. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Bilbron took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 46000 sp.

Description: This southern man wears dull brown sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed club, just in case. His clothes are grease stained in places. His crest is short and bronze. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.