Description: He dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 2300 sp.

Description: A 5'2" eastern man, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has wavy black hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Balimaar speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He uses divination through singing.

History: Balimaar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: This man wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized sapphire on his right hand. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Apothecary business.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. 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 being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 2700 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a white top hat and white clothes and is in decent physical shape. His hair is golden and curly. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of orcs once and for all.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Shepherd. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Clerebold wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Fighter, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Clerebold lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A freak accident while working with his Spice Merchant father left him crippled. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Crowbar. 1 Spyglass. 1 Average lock.