Description: He is wearing a long, grey cloak. His white hair, when down, is lengthy. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Logical, Artistic, Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Silver holy symbol.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with music. He constantly tries to fill his life with music. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Watson grew up listening to his mother's many stories. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Some 6 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Watson never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave, In love. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His hair is brown and very short. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Rolen was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Paladin, 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 Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: To be a Sailor again; and he's in love

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 9000 sp. Rock crystal (40 gp). Sard (40 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 3'7" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is mildly Gnome supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Fibblestib took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Junk Dealer.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Family, Nature, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. His red hair is lengthy. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born in a small desert village. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and money/treasure

Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 20 gp. 2 Smokesticks.