Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'3" when asserting himself. His hair is golden and curly. 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 loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature pickaxe.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Justice, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Chalcedony (20 gp). Onyx (20 gp). Tourmaline (80 gp).

Description: He wears dull tan sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed whip, just in case. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His ears are large.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Fisher but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Trym grew up listening to his father's many stories. Trym liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a brown costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Miles grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Unemployed work with an outfit from a few towns over. Unemployed work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He struck the Unemployed job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with yellow slacks. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Percival wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Fighter, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Disciplined, Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1700 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.