Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he prefers to wear flannel. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Bowyer. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Mentor, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He tends to wear a large tan jacket. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He got into the Assassin business at a young age. His parents enrolled him in a Warlock school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He struck the Assassin job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This eastern man is dressed in earthy colors with a blue and violet handkerchief worn on his left side. His clothes are grease stained in places. His blonde hair is still thick. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Theobald's homeland. Theobald decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 10000 cp. Blue quartz (6 gp). Zircon (50 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp).

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Navigator. He is physically well-built. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Navigator and was forced into it by his family; and balancing his hectic life and new navigator responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Rich, Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Banded agate (11 gp). Onyx (50 gp). Star ruby (500 gp).

Description: This western man likes to wear grey tank tops with green pants. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is black and very short. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Gilbert took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He bought a trident and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Red spinel (160 gp).