Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His black crest is smooth and relatively long. His red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Hedonist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a scimitar, but if one is not available he will default to his spear. He wears his brown fur up. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady copper eyes.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. 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, Aura is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To protect his home.

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 4000 gp. Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Jasper (20 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 5'4". He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His golden hair is still thick. He has brown eyes and a grey hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Raer was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: He wants revenge against orcs; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Optimist. Bonds: In love, Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature dagger.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. Dimble enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. After a long history of fighting, Dimble and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1000 cp.