Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. 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: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Cory fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 50000 cp. Star rose quartz (40 gp). Star ruby (800 gp). Golden pearl (60 gp). Hematite (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He sports red clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Percival will drive conversation. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He is a Metallic Dragon in disguise. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). 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 he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 400 gp. Peridot (20 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Hematite (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his mace with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

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 is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright tan and blue, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the left. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Marshal profession.

History: Born in the east to a Bowyer, Lance learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He became a Bowyer soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Job, In love. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Rich purple corundum (400 gp). Red garnet (40 gp). Red garnet (40 gp). 1 Thunderstones. 1 Smokesticks.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict, Greedy. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 60000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.