Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with green colored cloaks and clothing. He wears his blonde hair up. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his broad green hat.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 72. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Simon was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mortician. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 50 pp. Malachite (6 gp). Hematite (6 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Banded agate (6 gp). Fire opal (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His white hair is long and unkept. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. 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: Alex was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Alex was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1800 sp. Zircon (60 gp). 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield. 1 Buckler.

Description: This man wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a kukri, but if one is not available he will default to his shortspear. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Lance is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 40 pp.

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 wears professional attire. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

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. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Gifted, Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He has a large yellow mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. 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 is a Lamia in disguise. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 18000 cp. Deep blue spinel (400 gp).