Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a violet vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His pastel leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his violet boots flare out at the collars. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He takes great joy in being the best Map Maker in town.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. 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. He's also a talented Healer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Zook hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born in a small forest village. 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: Revenge.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 3'1" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears an entirely black suit with violet socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. 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 gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Faran fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he very much looks the part of a Soapmaker. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. This green eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Nutae isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To be a Guard again.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. He carries with him a set of pickaxes, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 140 gp.