Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty pastel coat over it, and he perpetually has his quarterstaff ready. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. 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 a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Gomory and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Heward took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 50000 cp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (80 gp). Gold music box (2000 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (50 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (80 gp).

Description: He wears a simple brown robe with yellow stripes complete with hood. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He got into the Tailor business at a young age. 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 Tailor. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 31000 sp.

Description: This dark-skinned male wears a black collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. In his youth he was a Fisher, 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 sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Crowbar. 1 Good lock. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He prefers to wear red clothing when he does not wear armor. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Percival hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. A gifted student he started as a Map Maker, but he got bored and became a Unemployed. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Unemployed for hire.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job, Family. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.