Description: This southern man prefers to wear white pants and tee shirts. His clothes are grease stained in places. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

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 has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born in the south. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 360 pp. Chrysoberyl (70 gp). Red garnet (70 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 6'5". He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with yellow lining and desert motifs. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His fierce silver eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He hates gnolls. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Mortician business.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1900 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a red coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Fivin took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up kukri and armor he uses now. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He sports pastel clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born in the south to a Glassblower, Ar-Baruk learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. A gifted student he started as a Carpenter, but he got bored and became a Glassblower. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Family, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 1100 gp. Violet garnet (700 gp). Amber (40 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). Citrine (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'5" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. He is baby faced.

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 ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Ivellios 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. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Banded mail.