Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears just a brown suit. His hair is brown and curly. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born in the east to a Navigator, Richard learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Richard took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He bought a halberd and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 800 gp. Golden pearl (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Orcs. His skin is dark but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He wears his chestnut hair down. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, goblins burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the north, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying north to reunite his family. He bought a rapier and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A deep hatred of goblins.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 2000 sp. Malachite (7 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp).

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'5" when asserting himself. His hair is long and white with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small yellow clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: Galinndan was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and revenge

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Disease, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 30000 cp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He is dressed in an above average manner. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: The child of a Merchant, who enjoyed hunting, Thamior was taken on many hunting expeditions. 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 drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thamior fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Elven artifacts is his passion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears tan trousers with pastel and white striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Laborer. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He became a Laborer soon after.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to be a assassin again

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 600 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (170 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1200 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.