Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'1" and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 3000 sp.

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 dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

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 a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born in the east. Norman was born on a far eastern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Apothecary. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

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: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 100 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He prefers to wear flannel, marred by beers. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man prefers to wear white clothing when he does not wear armor. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 800 gp. Hematite (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a hand crossbow on his belt. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his hand crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hunter fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Cynical, Mundane, PTSD. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Just what you see.