Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He uses divination through singing.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Carrie was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

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

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker, Gifted, Fighting. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 60000 cp. Star rose quartz (50 gp).

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 prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His red hair is knotted and matted. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A freak accident while working with his Bather father left him crippled. 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 seems to be bored by most things; and he is content

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 50000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and carries shortspears. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born to a Stylist, his mother struggled to pay the bills. 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: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Greedy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 900 gp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (70 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a black vest and prefers brown and pastel shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. Thamior was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Thamior decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Optimist, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 5'4" eastern man, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

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. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 6000 sp. Cloth of gold vestments (130 gp).