Description: A plain young-adult man, he prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He bought a shield and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and regain custody of his son

Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down, and carries scimitars. His bronze crest is matted, messy, and big. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines red.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Quarethon grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Quarethon. Being a Mayor kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1300 gp. Carnelian (20 gp).

Description: This malnourished man is dressed in a clean yellow cloak covering his clean studded leather. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Namfoodle was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warlock, 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 Warlock in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Cynical, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Deep blue spinel (1200 gp).

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears a blue shirt with thin violet vertical stripes and green pants. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He is baby faced.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. The war was a terrible time for him, and Lucan does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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 wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 400 pp. Obsidian (15 gp). Azurite (15 gp). Black pearl (1600 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Red garnet (50 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Tourmaline (50 gp). Azurite (15 gp). Coral (50 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Malachite (15 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp). Moonstone (20 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, grey shirt, and blue tie. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Vilberg was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 200 sp.