Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. His hair is black and very short. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Gennal was born on a far eastern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Mercenary. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insomniac, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears skinny pants and wears a black and pastel robe with the hood down. His blonde hair is singed and shortened. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Shoemaker profession.

History: He got into the Fletcher business at a young age. His parents were killed by brigands in a raid when he was still a young child. The brigands captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Fletcher for hire.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'0" and wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Aust speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He got into the Barkeep business at a young age. Aust was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Barkeep. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 15 years.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a fancy pastel suit. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes drow are coming to abduct people. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Paelias was born with his father's beautiful face. Paelias was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Paelias decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and seeks redemption

Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Slave, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 12000 sp.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a sword on his belt. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His chestnut hair is lengthy. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 45. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Adventurer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Quarion fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Just what you see.