Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: Vanuath 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 was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Navigator they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Sage, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Sage

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. He wears his red hair down. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with music. He constantly tries to fill his life with music. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, In love, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 300 gp. A small bag of saffron. (40 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1000 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (40 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is typically in his Mercenary uniform. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Gardain was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 9 years.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 170 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is dressed in a clean green cloak covering his clean studded leather. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Qualen reached his early adolescence his Gnome mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). Solid gold idol (400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (6000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has brown hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Engraver arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. 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: Money/treasure; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Persistence, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 800 sp.