Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears suspenders and violet workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy violet leather apron most of the time. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. After coming to the age of reason, Anselm took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 10 pp. Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Red-brown spinel (160 gp). Moss agate (4 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Born to a Cartwright, his mother struggled to pay the bills. 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 700 gp.

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 wears bulky green painted plate armor. He has white hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Bather who has hired him part-time. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He got into the Bather business at a young age. 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 now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He's in love; and to reunite with his old friends

Bonds: Has a crush, Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 70 pp. Aquamarine (400 gp).

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and carries lances. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Balimaar has worked very hard to control his curse. He bought a lance and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1300 sp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Breastplate. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'5" when asserting himself. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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, Don is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Don was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. 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 find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.