Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, blue shirt, and black tie. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 92. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Sculptor business.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. 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. 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: To unite with his brother; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Sardonyx (40 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Emerald (1400 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp). Black pearl (300 gp). Blue sapphire (1400 gp). Chalcedony (40 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). Jade (40 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a monstrous two handed axe, but if one is not available he will default to his shield. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly shields and monstrous two handed axes. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 300 pp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1400 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is an epitome of beauty. His red hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. 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, Tharivol is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Tharivol was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Miller. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Sard (30 gp). Coral (160 gp). Sard (30 gp).

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and carries greataxes. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Traki was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Traki fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Everburning torch.

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 has a large pastel mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Red-brown spinel (90 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.