Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Fisher business.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Paelias was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Paelias decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Being a Fisher 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'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new fisher responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Slave, Criminal record. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 2700 gp.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 3'1" and is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has wavy blonde hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born to a Gardener, his father struggled to pay the bills. After coming to the age of reason, Fulbar took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and many gnolls want him driven away

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 180 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.

Description: He wears long strands of ruby and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He carries with him a set of scythes, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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 Human in existence. 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: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His first spouse was a Masseuse, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'6" and is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 east. 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: He loathes his own lifestyle; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Family, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 2400 gp. Hematite (13 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Onyx (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his lance with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly lances and bastard swords. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. 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 brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Alex fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 500 sp.