Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. In his 15th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. 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 wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Poor. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Barber

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

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. He has shaved his head bald. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Slave Trader for the past few years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Roland took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is wearing a long, yellow, dusty cloak. He has a very tight haircut. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He has all his life been fascinated with painting.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 300 gp.