Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Gifted from a young age, Alex studied abroad. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 2600 sp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is renowned for his bright pastel suits and hats. His white hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Drogo grew up listening to his mother's many stories. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Drogo took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He bought a sword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Lazy. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. His tied-back hair is red. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Navigator born in the past three hundred years. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Navigator for hire.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 300 gp. Chrysoberyl (100 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears just a yellow suit. His tied-back hair is white. His ears are large.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Balimaar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has worked as a Layabout like his father before him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 2800 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His hair is long and brown with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Clerebold was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Fortune-teller. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

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

Possessions: 200 gp.