Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Server hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Trey fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Server responsibilities is difficult; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft pastel waves gently in the breeze. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly quarterstaffs and bows. His red fur has been sun bleached extensively. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Tree was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Tree decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Has a crush, Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the right. His white eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. The war was a terrible time for him, and Mormo does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Mormo grew up listening to his father's many stories. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1700 sp.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 73. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: He wears a blue cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly pickaxes and quarterstaffs. His white hair is thinning but still full. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Anverth was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Has a crush, Job. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Blue star sapphire (1200 gp). Rich purple corundum (1200 gp). Blue quartz (8 gp). Rose (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.