Description: This man stands a little under 6'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is white, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Heward took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and carries halberds. He sports a flattop hair cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gilbert fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Human compassion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears long strands of amethyst and short white dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is an amazing painter.

History: Norman lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: Iolite (20 gp).

Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a pastel collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a tan scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His face is scarred and worn.

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. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Performer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. 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: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people.

Ideals: Persistence, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Guardian. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 300 gp. Chalcedony (50 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Onyx (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.