Description: A plain young-adult man, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His blonde hair is braided into rings. He has green eyes.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Barkeep arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Guardian. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Average lock. 1 Silk rope. 1 Simple lock.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Trey grew up listening to his mother's many stories. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Chrysoberyl (90 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Coral (90 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears professional attire. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length red hair. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Balimaar isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the west were limited. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Tailor.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his lance, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak. His hair is long and red with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of gnolls once and for all.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Slave. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.