Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 100 gp. Iolite (60 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Human compassion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Nature, Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears an eyepatch.

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. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Hubert was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 100 gp. Amber (120 gp). Red spinel (120 gp). Chrysoberyl (120 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Heward took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To be a Weaver again; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 12000 sp. Emerald (1100 gp). Banded agate (15 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a violet collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His golden hair is braided into rings. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 39. 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 lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Roland was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Roland was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane, Lazy. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Full Plate. 1 Chain shirt.