Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He's in love; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. 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: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Sardonyx (70 gp). Golden pearl (110 gp). Rich purple corundum (800 gp).

Description: He usually wears his grey robe and has his glaive always slung over his shoulder. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. The war was a terrible time for him, and Eiravel does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Eiravel was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Eiravel was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 50000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a yellow costume with the symbols of death on his torso, marred by sweets. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: Raer lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. One day when Raer was young, his father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his father dropped to the ground dead. His father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Raer was heart-stricken from the event, and his mother started working long hours to provde for them. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 2200 gp. Eye agate (7 gp). Azurite (7 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His brown hair is lengthy. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He moved out east to avoid the crime he committed. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.