Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He dresses like a well dressed Locksmith does. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He's also a talented Sculptor, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Gifted, Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His tied-back hair is white. 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 a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: He usually wears his tan robe and has his axe always slung over his shoulder, and he perpetually has his axe ready. He wears his black hair up. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Fletcher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently the stress of being a Fletcher has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears bulky black painted plate armor. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Wymar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Wymar abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Sailor.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and balancing his hectic life and new sailor responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 70 pp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he usually wears his grey robe and has his whip always slung over his shoulder. His hair is cut close to his head. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. Some 8 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Cory never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Human compassion; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Flaws: Greedy, Racist. Bonds: Religious, Nature, In love. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1100 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (700 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (110 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.