Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

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. He worked as a nervous Animal Trainer and found it very stressful. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Weaver. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and balancing his hectic life and new animal trainer responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Job, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1600 gp. Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Obsidian (11 gp). Azurite (11 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears tattered old clothes. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Thamior isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a black wide-brimmed hat and black clothes. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has shaved his head bald. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Dûsh was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Expert, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Expert in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Sellsword hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He carries with him a set of sickles on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Mord fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1000 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1600 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (180 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (180 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This slender man stands about 6'1". He wears professional attire. His golden hair is braided into rings. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

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. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Thakrak was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Thakrak took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.