Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His brown hair is still thick. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. The war was a terrible time for him, and Gilbert does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He is a Slaad in disguise. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 29000 cp. Malachite (6 gp). Deep green spinel (160 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

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. A freak accident while working with his Guard father left him crippled. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

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 sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Addict, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he prefers to wear blue clothing when he does not wear armor. He has red hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To be a Seamstress again; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, marred by sweets. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. His psionic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Has a crush, Mentor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 2900 sp.