Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. The war was a terrible time for him, and Diggory does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 7000 sp. Blue sapphire (900 gp). Freshwater pearl (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Military, Nature. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a grey top hat and grey clothes. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Percival grew up listening to his mother's many stories. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Courier. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Courier responsibilities is difficult.

Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: Peridot (70 gp).

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'5" when asserting himself. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. This green eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Heward fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1000 sp. Chrysoprase (50 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, tan shirt, and violet tie and is in decent physical shape. He is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around his ears. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 8000 sp.