Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His hair is short and chestnut. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: In love, Slave, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 7000 sp. Blue star sapphire (1100 gp). Red-brown spinel (130 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Frederick lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Fortune-teller work with an outfit from a few towns over. Fortune-teller work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He's also a talented Miner, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable. Flaws: Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: An older man who likes to wear pastel tank tops with black pants, he is not a threatening figure. His auburn hair is greasy and uncared for. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born into a rich family. Through the years after Clerebold was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Clerebold's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and doesn't want to be a armorer and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 16000 cp. A roughly beaten golden orb (40 gp).

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a rapier on his belt. He carries a battered axe and tarnished rapier as well. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Adelard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: In love, Military. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 20000 sp.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his mace with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'6" when asserting himself. His hair is silver and curly. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He got into the Weaver business at a young age. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Gilbert took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He bought a mace and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is content; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Emotional, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Sard (80 gp). Peridot (80 gp). Banded agate (15 gp).