Description: With grey face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Poor, Adventurer, In love. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a black coat with grey slacks. His hair is blonde and very short. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

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. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. He keeps his blonde hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hand crossbow.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 300 gp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (60 gp).

Description: This man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His head has been shaved. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Clerebold speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. Clerebold enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 33000 sp.

Description: He wears violet trousers with black and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts, and he perpetually has his bow ready. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. In his youth he was a Bowyer, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. 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. Ernest fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). Old masterpiece painting (900 gp).