Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care, marred by chocolates. He wears his chestnut hair down. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

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 cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Theobald was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Through the years after Theobald was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Theobald's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Theobald and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1200 sp. Coral (160 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lewis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a green coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Lance was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His childhood dream was to be a Jeweler, but he was a colossal failure. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Shepherd.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and wants a kiss

Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Mentor, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Zircon (40 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Zircon (40 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears a worn and beaten armor. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is greedy; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Rich, Family. Occupation: Spy

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1100 sp. 1 Backpack. 1 Simple lock.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a white wide-brimmed hat and white clothes. His head has been shaved. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He is a Sailor first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: The child of a Painter, who enjoyed hunting, Balimaar was taken on many hunting expeditions. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. During his travels, Balimaar and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Balimaar discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Balimaar fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 300 gp.