Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Charles hails from a village terrorized by illithids. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he prefers to wear white pants and tee shirts. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Painter profession.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. 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. Henry took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 60 pp.

Description: He is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has hazel eyes and a tan hat with a green feather.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. A freak accident while working with his Fisher father left him crippled. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 400 gp. Iolite (70 gp). Silver pearl (90 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His chestnut hair is still thick. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Drogo took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears a grey shirt with thin yellow vertical stripes and tan pants. His brown hair and beard is wavy and long. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He bought a lance and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 200 gp.