Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, marred by chocolates. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. He is baby faced.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Silver holy symbol. 1 Hourglass.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Frederick lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to protect his home

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Guardian, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'1". He wears a white costume with the symbols of death on his torso, and his gloved hand is found clutching a trident. He wears a colorful flower in his red hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and human compassion

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Slave, Family. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: Rhodochrosite (12 gp). Citrine (60 gp). 1 Crowbar. 1 Hourglass.

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 likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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 does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Navigator but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His first spouse was a Servant, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gomory fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Navigator and was forced into it by his family; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Pacifist, Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 100 gp. 4 Acid flasks.