Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a tan collared shirt and yellow pants. He accessorizes with a red scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the right. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. 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: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Slave, Religious. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1000 gp. Smoky quartz (70 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his violet robe. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He uses divination through singing.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father 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. During his travels, Mindartis and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Mindartis discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Mindartis fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 12000 sp. Citrine (30 gp). Red spinel (80 gp). Eye agate (9 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp).

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

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 also has developed a complete distrust of the Hunter profession.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His childhood dream was to be a Hunter, but he was a colossal failure. He became a Bookbinder soon after.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Persistence, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (500 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing singing.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He worked as a nervous Bellfounder and found it very stressful. He struck the Bellfounder job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 800 gp. Jade (160 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears bulky black painted plate armor. His hair is auburn and very short. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Vanuath will drive conversation. He has all his life been fascinated with music.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. A gifted student he started as a Spice Merchant, but he got bored and became a Adventurer. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Adventurer.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 4000 sp.