Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is brown and curly. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Dreali wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Disciplined, Extrovert. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Silver pearl (70 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Sard (60 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears long strands of amethyst and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Being a Server kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1500 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Fivin was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Elven compassion.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1400 gp. Chrysoberyl (130 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). Blue star sapphire (900 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Jet (130 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). Azurite (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is typically in his Farmer uniform. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Farmer. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. In his youth he was a Junk Dealer, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He's also a talented Junk Dealer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He wears his red hair down. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. 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: He comes from a rich northern family. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (30 gp).