Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He uses divination through singing.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 9000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum 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. 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: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Lazy, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 200 gp. 3 Tanglefoot bags. 7 Acid flasks.

Description: He wears a tight fitting white shirt and pants. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His childhood dream was to be a Bowyer, but he was a colossal failure. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Merchant.

Motivation: Many gnolls want him driven away; and balancing his hectic life and new merchant responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his kukri, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length black hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 25000 sp. A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (10 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp).

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep violet leather and dull blue iron scale mail. He carries with him a set of rapiers, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He sports a flattop hair cut. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Cory is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.