Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He carries with him a set of greataxes, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Burto fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 3'11" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He likes to wear pastel tank tops with black pants. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Gifted from a young age, Tordek studied abroad. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Insane, Antagonistic. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1300 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears violet trousers with tan and white striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He keeps his red fur in a flapper bob. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Cask was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

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

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He's also a talented Unemployed, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His golden hair is cut short. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Alvyn was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist, Persistence. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.