Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His red leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Jocelyn was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Masseuse for the past few years.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Forgetful, Insane. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Jet (100 gp). Tourmaline (100 gp). Silver pearl (100 gp). Freshwater pearl (11 gp). 1 Good lock.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. 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 takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. His childhood dream was to be a Adventurer, but he was a colossal failure. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and expand his business

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Military, Poor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 6'5". He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, and his gloved hand is found clutching a halberd. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

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. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and wants his loneliness to end

Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Religious, Military, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a white costume with the symbols of the sun god on his torso, and he perpetually has his shortbow ready. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Cynical. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1300 sp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (500 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (100 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (500 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: The child of a Healer, who enjoyed hunting, Randal was taken on many hunting expeditions. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 100 gp. Amethyst (110 gp).