Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He very much looks the part of a Doctor. His hair is chestnut and very short. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born in the north to a Doctor, Dayereth learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears green painted combat armor at almost all times. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. He has gray eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Weaver arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he wants revenge against giants

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 200 pp. Aquamarine (1400 gp). Obsidian (7 gp). Tourmaline (80 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This dark-skinned male wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shield, but if one is not available he will default to his hammer. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1700 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he dresses in red turtlenecks beneath a pastel coat with blue slacks. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Masseuse work with an outfit from a few towns over. Masseuse work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. 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 is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and expand his business

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Jet (110 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Malachite (9 gp). Moss agate (9 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Coral (110 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Pink pearl (110 gp). Banded agate (9 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, brown shirt, and green tie. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Map Maker born in the past three hundred years. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scimitar.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 30 pp. A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (50 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (120 gp).