Description: This man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is auburn and curly. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Adventurer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Pacifist, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Moss agate (15 gp). Rich purple corundum (400 gp). Zircon (20 gp). White opal (400 gp).

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'10" and is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His auburn hair is heavily combed to the right. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Impulsive, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Breastplate.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Scribe who has hired him part-time. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Lewis took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He bought a falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Alchemist’s fire. 2 Thunderstones.

Description: This man wears light armors faded through time and improper care, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He wears his chestnut hair down. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. 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 orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Drogo fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Optimist, Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Star rose quartz (20 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Malachite (7 gp).

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Mentor, Slave. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Banded mail.