Description: A plain young-adult man, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. 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: Nim hails from a village terrorized by brigands. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and a deep hatred of brigands

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 300 gp. Iolite (20 gp). Pink pearl (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Halimath was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Sage hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. 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 fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 300 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2600 gp).

Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He carries with him a set of flails, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His white hair is lengthy. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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. Berrian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull green iron scale mail. He carries with him a set of tridents, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His golden hair is braided into rings. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born in the east to a Mason, Dreali learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new mason responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 700 pp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (70 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. He is bald on top and has large silver tufts of hair around his ears. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born to a Tailor, his father struggled to pay the bills. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 800 gp. Sardonyx (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.