Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His purple hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. 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 born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He carries with him a set of kukris, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. 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-sister.

History: Oloric lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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 used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 270 gp. 1 Thunderstones.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his sai. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Military, Religious. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: He wears a fancy grey suit. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His auburn hair is braided into rings. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: Halimath is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Halimath liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Extrovert, Joker. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Military. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: An older man who is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Painter, he is not a threatening figure. His head has been shaved. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Travok hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. A freak accident while working with his Servant father left him crippled. After a long history of fighting, Travok and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.