Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Thervan took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 210 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a brown vest and prefers white and green shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His black hair is still thick. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born in the north to a Body Guard, Vlorn learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Vlorn alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 100 gp. Banded agate (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a brown vest and prefers green and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His red hair is singed and shortened. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Dimble 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. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Gnomes in the east were limited. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Poor. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Mordai is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1 Chain shirt. 1 Breastplate. 1 Banded mail.