Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he prefers to wear grey clothing when he does not wear armor. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born in the east. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He became a Shoemaker soon after.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 20 pp. Hematite (10 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1100 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright grey and green, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He has brown hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Balimaar was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and money/treasure

Ideals: Opinionated, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He usually wears his black robe and has his sword always slung over his shoulder. His golden hair is heavily combed to the left. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Dyer born in the past three hundred years. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Navigator profession.

History: Born in the east to a Dyer, Lance learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. 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. Lance took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Navigator they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Dyer, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and expand his business

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Nature, Family. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 200 gp. Hematite (10 gp). Aquamarine (1100 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born to a Glassblower, his mother struggled to pay the bills. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hugh fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'4" when asserting himself. He has white hair. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes brigands are coming to abduct people. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 100 gp.