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 many layers of old clothing at all times. His brown hair is thinning but still full. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Sailor born in the past three hundred years. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His childhood dream was to be a Shipwright, but he was a colossal failure. He became a Sailor soon after.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

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

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Onyx (80 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Chrysoberyl (150 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 5'6", this man wears a black deerstalker hat and black clothes. His auburn hair is still thick. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of gnolls once and for all.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Family, Rich. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 2 Alchemist’s fire. 3 Tanglefoot bags. 4 Holy water. 2 Antitoxin.

Description: He wears a red coat over a grey low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. He carries a battered sai and tarnished trident as well. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Dean was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Cleric, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Cleric in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Armorer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature trident.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and to protect his home

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Guardian, Religious, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears skinny pants and wears a blue and brown robe with the hood down, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His black hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are likewise blue.

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. 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, Wymar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When Wymar reached his early adolescence his Human 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. Some 2 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Wymar never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: In love, Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a green wide-brimmed hat and green clothes. He carries with him a set of scimitars on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His auburn hair is lengthy. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Clerebold isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Scribe but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Clerebold was born with his mother's beautiful face. 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. After a long history of fighting, Clerebold and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it; and he wants revenge against goblins

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Pacifist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.