Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He is portly but not overly obese. His chestnut hair is lengthy. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

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 he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Marshal. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull tan iron scale mail. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He got into the Sage business at a young age. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Sage for hire.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is wearing a long, brown cloak. He wears his chestnut hair down. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 97. 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 motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Mentor, Slave. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a violet coat with yellow slacks. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His tied-back hair is silver. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born in a small forest village. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He became a Miner soon after.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Bonds: Nature, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This late middle aged man has the majority of his body covered in plate and is in decent physical shape. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Clerebold was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: Revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 10000 sp.