Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He carries with him a set of shortspears on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 6000 sp. Bloodstone (80 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). Tourmaline (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 3'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. 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 keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. The war was a terrible time for him, and Burto does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. 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: Retire the richest man in the north.

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1800 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. 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 is an epitome of beauty. His auburn hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Gimurt abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature spear.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 280 gp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His hair is black and curly. He has gray eyes.

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 is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Beloril was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. After coming to the age of reason, Beloril took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he dresses like a well dressed Mortician does. His blue crest is singed and shortened. His red eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He's also a talented Actor, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1400 sp.