Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is chestnut and very short. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He hates goblins. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He moved out east to avoid the crime he committed. Being a Healer kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he desires power and/or immortality

Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Enemies, Criminal record, Slave. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 4000 cp. 2 Holy water. 2 Antitoxin. 3 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He dresses like a well dressed Cook does. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. A freak accident while working with his Stableman father left him crippled. He tends to his Cook job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Disease. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Map Maker. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. 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 was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 10000 sp. Freshwater pearl (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a red collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has golden hair. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson red hat.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Dean 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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Flaws: Mundane, Hedonist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: Black opal (1100 gp). Zircon (60 gp). Tourmaline (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. He has moderate length black hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Body Guard but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Reynard took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Artistic, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 3100 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.