Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears dark leathers with embroidery. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he is greedy

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 30 pp. Black pearl (1400 gp).

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty violet coat over it. He has no hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he's attracted to the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Cynical, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 3000 sp. Chrysoprase (30 gp).

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Aust is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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 has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature lance.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is greedy

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: Golden pearl (150 gp). Amber (150 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. 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, Efferil is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the north. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Bowyer. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice, Impeccable. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 200 pp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Berrian 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... He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. 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 has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

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

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.