Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with pastel lining and desert motifs. His hair is chestnut and curly. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 8000 sp. Blue quartz (12 gp). Blue sapphire (1200 gp). Red-brown spinel (100 gp). Amethyst (100 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is wearing a tight grey one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Soveliss 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. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he's in love

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Nature, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he dresses like a well dressed Mortician does. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length bronze crest. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is a Mortician first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mortician.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1500 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Corkitron grew up listening to his father's many stories. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural halfling artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Sard (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He wears a simple tan robe with grey stripes complete with hood. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Thakrak alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Thakrak was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Opinionated, Professionalism. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Just what you see.