Description: 6'5" and muscular, this western man wears tattered old clothes. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His ears are large.

Personality: Theobald is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. 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: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Fortune-teller arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Slave, Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 300 gp. 4 Antitoxin.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears just a pastel suit. He has moderate length golden hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a black shirt, with a white mid length shorts with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Soapmaker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and revenge

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Guardian, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 300 gp. Pink pearl (90 gp). Coral (90 gp). Red spinel (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, yellow shirt, and white tie. His tied-back hair is brown. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is an amazing painter.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 200 gp. Red-brown spinel (40 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Amber (40 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 82. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Jocelyn was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and money/treasure

Ideals: Logical, Persistence, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 700 gp. Pink pearl (110 gp).