Description: An older man who wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his pickaxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, he is not a threatening figure. His red hair is cut short. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Navigator born in the past three hundred years. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Quarion was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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. He's also a talented Engraver, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and expand his business

Ideals: Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 4000 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). Gold music box (3000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Solid gold idol (900 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (7000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (7000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: 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. He carries with him a set of pickaxes, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Lazy. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a brown and white robe with the hood down, and carries shields. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. 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, Wiggens grew up listening to his father's many stories. His first spouse was a Adventurer, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Guard for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Adventurer again; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 60 gp. Deep green spinel (90 gp).

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He wears his gray fur up. This blue eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born to a Sculptor, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, orcs burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the south, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying south to reunite his family. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Moon was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and revenge

Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. His dark red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Qemuel was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He worked as a nervous Spy and found it very stressful. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 800 sp. Amber (130 gp).