Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His crest, while still mostly brass, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are gold.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Sailor profession.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. Shamash 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 from career to career and currently works as a Merchant.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 600 gp. Sardonyx (50 gp). White pearl (90 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scythe.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears professional attire. With bright chestnut hair and a scraggly beard. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. After coming to the age of reason, Hugh took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This tall, slender man wears dull tan sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed monstrous two handed axe, just in case. He sports a flattop hair cut. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Gifted from a young age, Beloril studied abroad. 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 was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Apothecary responsibilities is difficult; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: He wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. He carries with him a set of kukris, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

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 used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Sapply fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.