Description: 5'1" and muscular, this eastern man is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and pastel handkerchief worn on his right side. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: Naeris wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Naeris was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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: Wants to work out more often; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. 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, Nim is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 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 his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 12000 sp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1600 gp. Onyx (60 gp). Jade (160 gp). Coral (160 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Rich purple corundum (1100 gp).

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He dresses like a well dressed Weaver does. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. 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, Aramil is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Weaver work with an outfit from a few towns over. Weaver work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Nature, Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 120 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a brown coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive, Selfish. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 8000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.