Description: This dark-skinned male is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson tan hat.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He is a Deep Scion in disguise. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This southern man wears white painted combat armor at almost all times. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is black and curly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: 5'11" and muscular, this northern man tends to wear a red poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has white hair. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Gomory 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. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 600 gp. Malachite (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright white and pastel, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he is greedy

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His white hair is thinning but still full. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. His first spouse was a Sellsword, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Sellsword they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Healer, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Bonds: Nature, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 9000 cp.