Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. 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 used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Persistence, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: French accent

Possessions: Obsidian (8 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (600 gp). Amber (160 gp).

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a fancy grey suit. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Bernard reached his early adolescence his Human mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 300 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). 1 Simple lock. 1 Superior lock. 1 Average lock.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his falchion with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His black hair is knotted and matted. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. 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: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Patrick has worked very hard to control his curse. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away; and revenge

Flaws: Shy, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: Alexandrite (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, and is pretty ugly. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. 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 trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting giants, the young Trym began to lead the lost caravan. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his longbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His golden hair is lengthy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Azurite (11 gp). Freshwater pearl (11 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.