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 is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Flaws: Shy, Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 300 gp. Brown-green garnet (40 gp). Malachite (8 gp). 1 Good lock. 1 Crowbar. 1 Simple lock. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: He wears suspenders and pastel workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy pastel leather apron most of the time, and carries monstrous two handed axes. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: This man loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

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. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Logical, Persistence. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered white stockings. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is baby faced.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, brown shirt, and white tie. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly kukris and spears. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. This hazel eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Balimaar isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. In his 20th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Black star sapphire (500 gp). White opal (500 gp).