Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 19000 sp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is blonde and curly. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: Percival wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Bard, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born in a small desert village. 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. Percival took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man is typically in his Merchant uniform and is in decent physical shape. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. He has worked as a Merchant like his mother before him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 800 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His head has been shaved. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He is a Doppelganger in disguise. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

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

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears dull white sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sai, just in case. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He uses divination through singing.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. After coming to the age of reason, Roger took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and revenge

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Terse. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 200 gp. Aquamarine (300 gp). Jet (120 gp).