Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He prefers to wear white clothing when he does not wear armor, marred by chocolates. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. The war was a terrible time for him, and Dustin does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When Dustin reached his early adolescence his Human father 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 left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is content

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), and he perpetually has his hammer ready. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Gerard took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 600 gp. Hematite (16 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp).

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His silver hair is cut short. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. The war was a terrible time for him, and Clerebold does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Clerebold was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When Clerebold reached his early adolescence his Human father 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Poor. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A 5'9" western man, he wears dull pastel sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed flail, just in case. He has wavy brown hair. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Raymond was born the youngest of three triplets. Raymond liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Revenge; and doesn't want to be a server and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Family, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'2" when asserting himself. His red hair is cut short. This violet eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He comes from a rich western family. Through the years after Solomon was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Solomon's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Solomon and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 300 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (90 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (400 gp).