Description: This exceptionally lanky man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His red hair is long and unkept. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Miner business.

History: Jocelyn was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warrior, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Warrior in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Miner hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature trident.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. 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: Ralf was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mortician for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1000 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, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'8" when asserting himself. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. 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 was born at the edge of vast plains. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Greedy. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a brown vest and prefers black and green shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears large thick round spectacles.

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 a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Reynard hails from a village terrorized by goblins. At some point he was captured by goblins and was tortured. After several years of this he finally managed to escape. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Reynard was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: A deep hatred of goblins; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.