Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Laucian was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. 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: Wants to raise his children well; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism, Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 700 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (150 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1700 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1700 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is golden and curly. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the east. Erevan was born on a far eastern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Detective. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic. Flaws: Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 500 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (4000 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (4000 gp).

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. His silver hair is braided into rings. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

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. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Caeldrim grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Rhodochrosite (5 gp). Moss agate (5 gp). Hematite (5 gp). Malachite (5 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Tourmaline (160 gp). Eye agate (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1100 gp. Banded agate (9 gp).

Description: 5'0" and muscular, this southern man dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is a Herbalist first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Thamior was born the youngest of three triplets. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 70 pp.