Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he has the majority of his body covered in plate. He has blonde hair. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born to a Layabout, his father struggled to pay the bills. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1600 sp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

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. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Vlorn 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Orryn took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 5000 sp. Cloth of gold vestments (170 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (170 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his silver hair up. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Akmen speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Herbalist but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Akmen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Impeccable, Pacifist, Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 900 gp. Zircon (70 gp). Emerald (400 gp). Banded agate (13 gp).

Description: The light-skinned man stands 3'2" and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His red hair is singed and shortened. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is mildly Halfling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Racist, Forgetful. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Eye agate (11 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). 1 Medium magic item.