Description: This man stands a little under 5'1" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Himo speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. As a very small child his family refused to pay dues to a local crime lord, who ordered them killed. His father, a somewhat powerful mage sought to protect him and cast a teleportation spell that whisked him away. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 800 gp. 7 Acid flasks.

Description: He prefers to wear violet pants and tee shirts. He carries with him a set of daggers on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He has a very tight haircut. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 700 pp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2200 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (3000 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (80 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (30 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (30 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tiefling, and stands approximately 5'2". He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and his gloved hand is found clutching a morningstar. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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. Recently the stress of being a Beggar has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Erevan grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has worked as a Shoemaker like his mother before him.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Religious. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 80 pp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He is typically in his Dyer uniform. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a very tight haircut. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Dyer. 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.

Ideals: Justice, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.