Description: He wears a white cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. He carries with him a set of pickaxes, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his broad white hat.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Through the years after Jocelyn was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Jocelyn's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Golden pearl (90 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment and is in decent physical shape. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears bulky violet painted plate armor. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson violet hat.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Trym will drive conversation. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Trym is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Trym was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He's in love; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert, Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with pastel lining and desert motifs. His hair is chestnut and very short. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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. Rolf took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 200 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (60 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (400 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Adelard is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the west to a Farmer, Adelard learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has achieved small success as a Farmer.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Professionalism, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Job, Family. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 200 gp.