Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears baggy black pantaloons and a white scarf. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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 does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Server arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Server work with an outfit from a few towns over. Server work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 200 gp. Sardonyx (40 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp). Brown-green garnet (40 gp). 1 Everburning torch. 2 Tanglefoot bags. 2 Antitoxin.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. Alex 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. He has worked as a Spy like his father before him.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears a grey collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has a very tight haircut. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a trident, but if one is not available he will default to his warhammer. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born to a Server, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Baker work with an outfit from a few towns over. Baker work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To be a Server again; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is portly but not overly obese. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

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. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. Being a Fortune-teller 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: He desires power and/or immortality; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Religious, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 200 gp. Red-brown spinel (90 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp).