Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is renowned for his bright tan suits and hats. His tied-back hair is silver. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. 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, Dreali is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A gifted student he started as a Weaver, but he got bored and became a Servant. He has achieved small success as a Servant.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1000 gp. Malachite (11 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). Rose (20 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). Jade (140 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Efferil took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up crossbow and armor he uses now. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 4000 gp. Carnelian (60 gp). Hematite (8 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Brown-green garnet (90 gp). Tourmaline (90 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears silk and lounges about seductively. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature rapier.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: French accent

Possessions: Moss agate (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a simple white robe with blue stripes complete with hood. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His auburn hair is still thick. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Thervan abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 500 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 suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. He has no hair. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

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. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born in a small island village. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. 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 feels threatened by others; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.